Bridging Breaches
Buried in the debris of desires
Words emerge to mock me
Calling across the bridge of brooding
with readiness to embrace.
Reminiscent of past promises,
Of the fiery wish to meet
Where the ancient bridge bends
Where the forest lovers linger
to hear the silence.
The bridge is quiet
Just like the still trees,
Silenced by the seasonal magic.
Then it grows darker and narrower
Travelers tarry here to glean the difference
between chaos and tranquility.
The world of love and peace begins here
A gentle hand of Mother Nature knocks away
all the moments of acrimony.
© Balroop Singh
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Such a beautiful verse! 😍
Thank you Violet.
heartfelt, Balroop g…🤍
Thank you!
A beautiful response Balroop !
Thank you, Maggie.
love and peace… I have been thinking quite a bit about this of late
I hear you, Annette. Two elusive entities every one needs!
Bridges are so symbolic and you did a great job incorporating that into this poem!
Thank you Jan.
I love this!
Thank you Dawn.
I love your poem Balroop, especially the last two lines. The vibes of this poetry is very calming. Thanks for joining in.
Beautiful lines….Loved this. 👏👏👏
A beautiful verse, Balroop. I’ve been learning how some of my “breaches” are bridged not by grand gestures but in those quiet spaces—much like your ancient bridge in the forest. Listening more deeply to silence and to nature, your lines remind me that healing often happens almost imperceptibly, yet it changes everything. Beautiful work ~
So true! Learning is a process and nature is the best teacher and an incredible healer. Thank you, Randall for sharing your insights, much appreciated.
Really delightful… love it, Balroop!
Thank you Chris.
A lovely poem, Balroop, and Mother Nature has her way. 🩷
Thank you, Lauren.
A lovely poem!
Thank you.
lovely! 💚
Thank you.
My pleasure 🙂