Crossing Over is a poem written by Lynn White and shared with The Ugly Writers
Crossing Over
Crossing Over
Running downhill, on and on,
the orange sun bearing down
on me.
Scorching me,
burning me up
until
I come to a river cold with ice.
Icy water flowing too fast.
Too fast.
Faster than I can run.
Flaming under that bridge.
A bridge to somewhere
from here,
from where I am.
But where is here
or there?
And is the bridge real
or a bridge of dreams.
Or, a bridge for my dreams,
leading nowhere.
If I cross over
will I plummet
into the nowhere
on the other side.
Shall I try?
Or shall I stay here
running
looking for the light
until
I find it.
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