The Bridge

The bridge to paradise is close and wide It remains a choice if you wish to traverse it But never, no never, say it was never there For then, you just succeed to curse it It has been before us, seen in the rain The sun has shone upon it many days too If you wish to see it, then open your eyes It will naturally then fall into view Take then your steps, shuffle if you will Move forward to the bridge, it’s a must Keys to your happiness lay on the other side So step onto the bridge and have trust