Wednesday, January 29

Beneath the bridge



What lies beneath
allowing the world we know
is what was built within,
hidden against the stream
made of heavy beams we never see.
Until the anger of an afternoon
homeless in the gathering dark
drives us to this mirthless embrace,
and then we see, as we had not before
of what unyielding strength
this world is truly made.



January 2020

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