Across the Bridge | A poem

By Rhea Shah,

Breath of fresh air, shaky silhouette,

beads of sweat, a sigh of relief,

heart leaps, without regret.

On top of the world, in disbelief.

The final step, onto the bridge.

Doubts emerge, questions arise,

temptations appear, hesitations surface,

venture forth, unaware of what lies.

Familiar consolation, an unknown place.

Oblivious and perplexed, on the bridge.

Heightening intrigue, stirring fright,

thrilling anticipation, unable to cease,

untold fascination, an unprecedented sight.

Increasing clarity, mind at ease.

A new chapter, across the bridge.