Profound Passage

Photography: Trish Jean

A New Kind of Bridge

(Trish Jean)

It’s a new kind of place
For us
Where there is less
Yet more
A different landscape
Ill defined
Where we don’t know what
As we walk
Will make us sink
Into wetlands.

Smallness is a story
Writ large
In the coming and going
bridged now
By our beliefs and
uncertain steps
Sunk in the hard softness of
Your being
And profound passage
We remain
Entwined about ourselves
In wetlands.

Rising to the tableland top
Salty streams
And dreams of how this
Life manifold
Could be anything less than
bridged securely
Yet you took the path
Less trodden
Leaving us here
Drowning wetlands.

The shallow water covers
No trails
For they are gone now
Becoming one
With what is and
Cannot be
The imaginings and realities
rooted deep
Anchored and echoing
Among us
In the life of torn
Asunder wetlands.

It’s a new kind of place
For us
Where there is less
Yet more
A different landscape
Ill defined
Where we don’t know what
As we walk
But time will let us bridge
our wetlands.

It’s been a big couple of weeks and I’m on a ten day, relentless road trip for work. I really needed to make up some work ground tonight but there’s been some distractions and I’m emotional and exhausted. So I decided some walking and photography was a good way to clear the clutter in my mind and tune out for a while. Not far from motel is the Hunter Wetlands National Park, NSW. There’s a bridge across into the Park and I started my break here.

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