Silent Sunday…

Image by adege from Pixabay

I cross the old wooden bridge
A time machine to the past
Each step could be the one 
To trigger the magic
I am halfway across, looking back
I can see nothing, 
clouds, mountain tops, no bridge
My footsteps vanished, 
alongside the old wooden planks
I walk on, praying
Please let the next step take me home
The clouds ahead looked thinner
Started to clear
I could see the most amazing buildings
Blue and white
Gripping the rail edge to move on
A white shroud stole my beautiful vista
I was alone, 
nothing but wooden planks ahead of me
That’s when I heard a small voice
Do you want your old life?
I couldn’t stop myself from yelling, yes!
Then turn around. If you have faith
The bridge will appear
Would you take that step back
With nothing to see but clouds?

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