Bridge Poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla
Bridge
Leaves rise
Leaves fall
Boats float
Cars cross
Old bridge
Comes to life…
Open's close
Close's open
There's no end
For end's beginning
Life now gets
An all new meaning.
Connects for ever
Here to there
Far's near
Let's explore
Open eye and see
Both land and sea.
Bridges connect things and people together. What would we do without them. They come in all shapes and sizes. Some have been around a very long time. To name a few: Gold Gate Verazzano Cooper River Manhattan and others
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4/25/2024 11:30:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Brilliant poem on nature on a philosophical base. Soul cars cross old body bridges. Bridge connects soul to soul like road to road. A meaningful and besutiful poem shared. Thanks.