The bridge burns fiercely

on a lifetime’s kindling.

(Love has skipped town)

Connections compromised.

Truths floating,

suspended in plain view.

Charred possibilities

still too close to the flames.

A powerful ego dances madly,

extinguishing living potential.

Smoke circles of options dissipate.

White light and love, attempting

to create new pathways

for momentary growth.

The final tear falls.

I turn, walking away.

My own bridge beckoning me.