Monday, July 26, 2010

The bridge

I am the bridge between the tame land and the wild.
I was made by your hands but I am
the making and unmaking of your kind.

If you fear the crossing I narrow and heave..
If you seek to avoid what is on the other side
I will meet you halfway, in the form you most fear.

- Great Hollow CT, July 25, 2010


Jamie said...


Nancy said...

Hi -- in this same setting at your writing and dreaming workshop I wrote of a ropy vine and the big old tree it wound around being partners, the tree giving the vine a home, the vine drawing attention to the tree's beauty. There are many lessons in Nature if we just let them in. Thanks for the insights yesterday.