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Cross That Bridge

Bridges, ridges… cliffs and ifs… How to know which road to go? Are there signposts apropos, Guiding landmarks that will show Each and every threat there? I’ll cross that bridge when I get there… Do I trust my eyes to see? Where’s the gateway, what’s the key To unlock the deepest me? Although I’m not yet there… I’ll cross that bridge when I get there… All’s uncertain, dark, obscure. Dangers always lie ahead. But whose future’s ever sure? I would live, before I’m dead. Let me venture forth and dare— Walk the walk, and climb the stair— Seek a wisdom world aware… Will my fate be met there? I’ll cross that bridge when I get there… ~ Harley White

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Date: 4/21/2019 11:09:00 AM
To misquote Buddha, the bridge doesn't metter, if you already walked across it) Great poetry. As always.
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Harley White
Date: 4/21/2019 5:23:00 PM
Thank you for the comment. I'm glad you liked the poem...
Date: 2/28/2015 4:10:00 PM
Harley this is a great write. Love the lines let me venture forth and dare walk the walk and climb the star. A 7 from me
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Harley White
Date: 2/28/2015 4:59:00 PM
Thanks so much, Janet! I'm glad you liked it!