SAFE TO CROSS
Big brown columns plunge their feet
into murky waters, secure my bridge.
The river flows slowly, undeterred.
A boat sends its lonely laments
answered by a gull´s circling screeches.
The river flows slowly, undeterred.
Sunset signals old lanterns to start
they throw pools of yellow hopeful light.
The river flows slowly, undeterred.
It is safe. I can continue my walk unafraid
Cross this bridge to find a new home.
Veronica Marjon Van Bruggen