Bridge
Slipping into
a dark abyss,
slipping into
nothingness.
Though unconnected,
here I stand,
I remain on this strip
of peaceless land.
To be is not
to live and die,
but to be the bridge
from land to sky.
So to be the bridge
truly one must be,
apart from the land,
from reality.
And from the sky
must, too, one be
separated for all
eternity.
Though to be the bridge
is the ultimate goal,
there seem to be
no rewards to show.
But gratification comes
at the close of the day,
and 'twill be in the sky
where your rewards shall lay.