The Silent Bridge
Across the chasm, wide and vast
A silent bridge connects the past.
Its stones are words, its mortar thought
A path to truths we’ve often sought.
To cross it takes no strength or speed
But faith in what the soul does need.
A bridge unseen, yet always there
A link between despair and care.
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