Wednesday, June 24, 2009

St. Johns Bridge

They call this Cathedral Park
bu there's no cathedral, just the bridge--
the one the architect says he liked better than the Golden Gate.
And who am I to argue? There's no stained glass
but it'll serve as our cathedral, with its pointed Gothic arches
and the deck, a leap of faith suspended
from cobweb cables. And narrow lanes. When you cross that bridge,
believe me, you are close to God.

The far shore rises up like a solid wall of forest green.
Somewhere there's a ramp that'll get you down to Highway 30
but you have to have faith
and take that corner slow.

Collection available! Knocking from Inside

1 comment:

Michelle Johnson said...

Sometimes that's all it takes is a leap of faith. Have a nice day.