The Bridge Beyond
By Roopa, age 16, California
Over the veranda draped in entangled grapevines,
under the floating rainbow cast from heaven,
past the turquoise pond of water lilies
and lustrous swans floating gracefully
lies a bridge ... the bridge that forms
the pathway between reality and imagination.
Past this bridge is an everlasting sidewalk
of handprints engraved in concrete -
signatures of those who have crossed the walkway.
Nearby, cherry blossoms line
green meadows; open baskets of
French baguettes and butter
rest on picnic tables covered with
red and white checkered tablecloths.
I have perceived both sides of the bridge,
yet I cannot fathom the distinction ...
for reality and my imagination
are the same.