Happy Tuesday 🤗
Bridges
Within me, tonight, a river
has broken some distant great hills,
it struggles, howls, moves gorges apart
and breaks its green chains.
And burrows through my heart and burns
and boils and runs through my eyes.Within you, tonight, the same river,
is strangely soft.
And for a moment it’s silver, for a moment blue,
it reflects silence.All of us meet some different rivers
under the same bridges, within us,
which is why our happiness and sorrows
are always differently the same.M Antic
"which is why our happiness and sorrows
are always differently the same."
Aww, simply love this! This is a universal truth, so subtly conveyed, so brilliantly expressed!👏👏👏

Grateful to you for all these highly philosophical and eloquent poems.❤️As our Vibha rightly mentioned, the last two lines are summing up our life's happenings! --how true, our happiness and sorrows are always differently the same!! When will this man learn that knowledge of other people's beliefs and ways of thinking must be used to build bridges, not to create conflicts?! We build too many walls and not enough bridges. A bridge is a meeting place. a possibility, a metaphor! Thank you once again for presenting this great poem as a precious Diwali gift.🤗🤗🤗




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