Bridge I am building a bridge to reach you. I cut some wood, I tie some rope, Step by step, I walk with hope. But first, I learned to cross the tide, Even when you were not in sight. I sank in depths, I drank the fire, The water burned, yet took me higher. I fought the current, then let it guide, For even slow waves reach the tide. And if my path does not run true, Then maybe, love, you are walking too. I hope it is fate, not just perception, Two souls aligned in one direction.