Back then I danced above the void
Dazzling myself with my daring
So delighted to be young
And strong, defying gravity. I posed,
One hip forward, like some
Model for a fashion shoot
On the Eiffel Tower, offering
Courage, my courage,
The bridge all gapped and gaping
And the river churning far below,
And me, in the dignity of youth,
The pride of me, here, now.
Me there, then, distant,
Laughing at fear, eyes on the far side,
Only the air below me.
This is for Lillian at dVerse who has asked us to write about bridges. Sort of.dVerse is a nice place to hang out. Check it out.