the bridge

Jake Asmah
Jun 23, 2021

Photo by Aleksandr Barsukov on Unsplash

To walk across, I dare not.

Fate beckons.

I pray, yet, I feel

my distress reaches not heaven.

I take a faltering step into the unknown

Doubt plagues my very step.

The bridge groans neath my step, the weight of the world ladened on it.

Yet, something pushes me forward, Destiny

Rays of sunlight fall before me,

The heavens opened. Hope returned.

The bridge, conquered, yet the journey before me.

I know not where I go, but my Saviour leads me on.

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