Bridge of Nature...

I'll meet you at the bridge my love, the one that nature made of stone and heather
I'll greet you with a pensive heart, we're meant for stormy weather
And as each season passes,  I will still be there, waiting patiently for you and I
To finally traverse the bridge we love, to have finally reached the other side
To reconcile each converging limit of truth between us and clear blue skies
Run barefoot through the fields of inspiration that lay in wait on the other side
Always the pensiveness preparing us for that inclement weather
For we know the dreaded day will come when we're no longer together
The Bridge of Nature has taught us this, and always had us believe
That if we treated all humanity's children with honor and dignity
That the bridge would eventually provide a way for true love to grow
For as long as we are trapped on this, their side, no one will ever know
How you've opened up my soul, turned wooden planks to stone
How you've changed the dying fields to heather over grown
How you walked with me, and talked with me, so I did not walk alone
And in my darkest hour you were there for me creating this bridge of nature
To carry us from this dream of love into a realistic one, from far above
And now I think back on the rainy day when you and I did wager
All of our hopes and dreams of love on this Bridge of Nature....

Tony Taylor  (Chicago)