Cross These Bridges

cross these bridges
where vicissitudes of life
become phantoms in seconds,
change is a misnomer for
wealth you already hold
and declarations are diminutive
for we only avow to deaf ears.
cross these bridges
where inked in every footstep now
will be vestiges of a lionesses’s brawl
the ones that will together piece journeys
of serpentine roads
laced with remnants
of a proper fear.
cross these bridges
for to stay behind idle
and see another heavy eclipse
is to create one’s own river
a gift with which you will drown.

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