At The Edge
by: Shannon Coleman (floweroflife)
I can only build the bridge...
You must have the courage to cross it.
The distance is vast
the steps uncertain.
The first step is always the hardest
two and three and four.
Don't look down, look at me!!
My eyes, my heart, my hand
stretch to meet you in the middle
and yet you look away!
You see an illusion before you
boards beneath your feet start to split
and crumble before your eyes.
Yet my boards are strong and unchanged
my hand still welcoming yours.
Your hesitation is understandable
for you do not yet know
that the hand that reaches for you
is your own.
The mist is rising
your face fades into the distance.
Tomorrow we will meet again
you at the edge of the bridge
me on the other side
inviting you to cross, to trust.
The bridges foundation is strong
and unwavering, like my love for you.
So I will meet you again
at the edge of the bridge
until the face you see
across the vast expanse
you realize as your own.