426. Bridge 


About living a life of meaning… 

There’s a bridge between our daily chores,

And yawn – work – boring,

Corporate snores.

It leads to meaning, one and all, 

On it we trudge to truth. 

At first our bridge is rather small,

An untrained muscle, will we fall?  

And though it seems the end will come, 

Life’s only just begun. 

(Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2017) 

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