The following poem was written by me on New year’s eve of 2012….please enjoy πŸ¦‹

Some Bridges are meant to be Crossed
Some Bridges are repaired
Some bridges are rickety
They require extra special Care

Some Bridges lead to no where
Some Bridges lead to Ecstasy
Some Bridges lead you wandering
with no return trip back home

Some Bridges you travel leave you lost and lonely
And these bridges you must travel alone

Some bridges are brand new
But some bridges are Meant to be burned
knowing when to burn bridges is a skill
you don’t want to harm innocents along the way

A thousand Warriors and a Thousand Bandits
A thousand feet traveled old roads before
some leading to beauty some endless rapes
A Million to one
The karma was set long before you were even
a conscious thought a mere concept

Wandering these valleys
takes a lot of patience and for some
their thirst is endless
feeding the Poor hungry ghosts along the way
The Road you thought you chose
lead you to further roads you choose never to cross
and a thousand villages count now as the only
Soul witness
a Mansion you have made
from Bridges left unturned ~<3~

A little New Year’s Eve poem I wrote In 2012
Diana Grossman

Happy new YEAR’S 2020

May you never be afraid to explore new roads, cross new bridges and or repair and rebuild on what you already do have.

Change can be daunting but sometimes you have to be able to abandon what you grew accustomed to in order to evolve and heal.

Wishing everyone here the courage to become more alive and the ability to meet every challenge you encounter with enthusiasm and acumen.

Happy New YEAR’S 2020