When do you know you have
crossed over a bridge?
do we know by way of water where the grass has gone
pale and yellow, knee-high
or when we arrive
at the other side expecting green pasture
silver ends at the bottom of clouds
like the sky have stretched to take us in
like I have stretched to take in the sky
as if looking upwards is the only consolation
when you crossed
but haven't reached the other side
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