The Last Bridge

The Last Bridge



At the path's end, the final span
that crosses o'er darkness to light.
A bridge of hope, not made by man,
to my eyes it's a wondrous sight.

As I approach, I hesitate
at the path's end, the final span
that bids me forward, yet I wait.
My heart has a different plan.

I choose to remain, rather than
proceed ever onward apart
at the path's end, the final span,
for patience is borne of the heart.

Time has no meaning, as I stand.
I know you'll be here when you can.
We'll walk together, hand in hand,
at the path's end, the final span.




Notes

Prompt: Image
Form: Quatern
A Quatern is a sixteen line French form composed of four quatrains. It has a refrain that is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is the second line of stanza two, third line of stanza three, and fourth line of stanza four. A quatern has eight syllables per line. It does not have to be iambic or follow a set rhyme scheme.

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Ken