Bridget Underly
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I found myself upon a bridge
The deepest of the river coursing down below
The sharp wind was making the tree branches quiver
And the remnants of sunlight cast an anxious glow
I glanced to my right, where the bridge met shore
To a large, stone path leading back into town
I know I should begin my journey back home
Off the bridge, uninviting, as it curves back down
Down the bridge to the left is a world so different
A forest packed full with magic and wonder
Enticing mystery weaved between the trees
So entrancing, my heart is torn asunder
The forest is a lovely place to be, really
An absolute calm nestled in a chaotic world
A setting in which time falls apart
And life's ambiguities slowly unfurl
The bridge is the portal between the two worlds
A crossing over the barrier of water and stone
Yet between the two worlds I must make a choice
Because for me, the bridge will not condone.
To the right is where I'm supposed to go
It is where I came from, after all
But it's the woods that I cannot turn away from
The braches as they bend, the leaves as they fall
And suddenly the path I should take is clear
As if its been nothing other than my fate
The woods and us; we're not that different
And so the town will have to wait.
The deepest of the river coursing down below
The sharp wind was making the tree branches quiver
And the remnants of sunlight cast an anxious glow
I glanced to my right, where the bridge met shore
To a large, stone path leading back into town
I know I should begin my journey back home
Off the bridge, uninviting, as it curves back down
Down the bridge to the left is a world so different
A forest packed full with magic and wonder
Enticing mystery weaved between the trees
So entrancing, my heart is torn asunder
The forest is a lovely place to be, really
An absolute calm nestled in a chaotic world
A setting in which time falls apart
And life's ambiguities slowly unfurl
The bridge is the portal between the two worlds
A crossing over the barrier of water and stone
Yet between the two worlds I must make a choice
Because for me, the bridge will not condone.
To the right is where I'm supposed to go
It is where I came from, after all
But it's the woods that I cannot turn away from
The braches as they bend, the leaves as they fall
And suddenly the path I should take is clear
As if its been nothing other than my fate
The woods and us; we're not that different
And so the town will have to wait.