There’s a bridge across
An ocean full of miseries.
The bridge in the mist
To a paradise beyond !

I tread through that bridge
Through the darkness and haze.
Limped through the thorns
Breaking time and space !

And then I felt….

The caressing blooms
Healing bruises of my feet !
As I dwindle to that glory
Shimmering in the eternal now !

©2020 Piyush Singh