fording that stream

we no longer burn bridges 
and though we'd never need to 
cross back over them again

we build new ones, upstream, 
up closer, so much closer 
to the heart of our dreams


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Poetry by arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-10-05 at 22:57

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This is deep. And so true. Perhaps we are scared of not being able to get back across old bridges.
2015-10-11