Tag: San Francisco

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Golden Gate Bridge, Baker Beach, San Francisco, California, United States of America

On Bridges

There is a bridge I know
It can take you from somewhere
To somewhere else
And back again
If you care to
As I suppose
All bridges do

But I am neither here
Nor there
About the here
Or there

I prefer to be centre-span
Leaning over the rail
While worlds at odds
Pass below and behind
Their conflict bridged

There I stand
The quiet observer
To tally the to and fro
Of lives and matter
On the move
Matters of both
Consequence
And no matter

And whichever mark I tally
Important or insignificant
Or just some passing fancy
It is all just so damn

Beautiful

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Under a Pale Sky and a Hot Sun, Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco, California, USA

Being Still

I remind myself

There is always a bridge
To some place better
Than I am now

Sometimes all it takes
To cross the bridge
Is to open my eyes and recognize

I already have

I remind myself

There is always a light
To help me see
Who I want to be

Sometimes all it takes
To see who I will become
Is to open my heart and realize

I already am

The Way is not a practice of movement

The Way becomes easier
When I discover the value
In being still

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Morning Fog, Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco Bay, San Francisco, California, United States of America

The Fog

In the morning, the fog
Commuters fill the lanes
On their way into the city
They cannot see
But know too well

It’s there
In the haze
Diminutive towers
Shadows beneath a piercing sun

As they are shadows
Piercing the shroud
Beneath a sky of mottled blue

In the evening rush there will be no misty cover
Crystalline clear; hard-edged architecture

Though the fog lays still upon commuters