The Bridge 

​I am standing,  precariously perched, 

Barely balanced, tentative and tenuous.

I have walked across the bridge of reason but stopped short at the shore of Faith.

At the edge, afraid to fall but there is no turning back.

I cannot see where I am going, so I follow those who have gone before me.

What seemed like a leap is only a small step of trust.

I arrive and my roots grasp new soil. 
~S.D.

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