Bridge across life

A bridge that bends at either end

Will remain a steadfast friend

Feet cannot desecrate

What saves us from a river in spate

Our backs can become bridges

Taking us from poverty to riches

From the world in which we drown

To the bliss of the bridge’s crown

When we stand firm continuing labor of love of yore

Putting aside enjoyment found on either shore

Such a bridge once laid

Will come to everyone’s aid

In crossing life’s ceaseless riverine flow

Lights on such a bridge will always glow

Day or night, that bridge’s duty is never over

Until all footsteps are safely in divinity’s enclosure