An Enchanted Bridge

An enchanted bridge no longer sides walled
Overgrown a part of nature a lingering link
Between more than two river banks galled
Being separated by the waters, like buttermilk.
'One bank wooded the other a wild meadow
Are singing to each other eternally wooing'
Come across and sojourns here a while - echo!
On the bridge, they meet honeymooning.
Reproducing wildflowers and Pine cone trees
They're like two heavens emerging lost in beguile.
The enchanted bridge is like a gaping smile
Reflected upwards from, the waters muddy lees
Ah, how it is that many opposites attract
And establish ways in which to interact.

by Mark Heathcote

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