The night seemed long <br />I wished I could fly <br />Back in time <br />Again to the beginning <br />The prime. <br />Where knowledge posed no walls <br />And I yearned to be tall <br />Plushies were my best pals <br />Ignorance, my asset. <br /> <br />But then the walls cracked <br />Adolescence marked her toll <br />And I lost interest in dolls. <br />I felt beauty; I felt love <br />The magical wand <br />as if sent from above. <br />The world was my slave <br />Nevertheless, was I enslaved? <br />Years seemed like ages <br />That flew like sand <br />As I flew off to an unknown land <br />I'd tied the knot <br />I'd tied my heart <br />To realize the worst <br />That he loved me not. <br /> <br />My world had changed <br />Insane and strange <br />I no longer stood tall <br />And I wished for a wall. <br />The wind grew hard <br />The bridge too naïve <br />I could not withstand <br />And myself to save. <br />I lost the track <br />Of time and self <br />As pictures did pile <br />Upon the window shelf. <br /> <br />Towards the rear <br />I'd none. <br />Near, nor dear <br />As I glanced back <br />Lying on a bed so wry <br />The leaves grew old <br />They dropped off by <br />And faces seemed blurred <br />Through the lonely eye <br />No ears now lent <br />To hear pain or cry <br />Even the universe had begun <br />To say good bye. <br /> <br />I looked back so weak <br />I looked back in time <br />To the days in search <br />Of goodness divine <br />To look back now <br />It lay so long <br />The night had passed <br />And I‘d reached the shore. <br /> <br />Spared my life aside <br />To share and abridge <br />But to care for more <br />I'd crossed the bridge!<br /><br />Rosmin Elsa Mohan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crossing-the-bridge/
