Bridging The Gap

I am at a precipice
between the past
and the future.


The bridges I've crossed
have burned down
behind me.


The path ahead
is marked with doubt
and obstacles.


I steadily make progress
leaving in my wake
the scent of smoke.


I remain with the reminder
that once before
my eyes watered.  

Author's Notes/Comments: 

"We cross our bridges as we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke and the presumption that once our eyes watered."


- Tom Stoppard's "Rosencratz and Guildenstern are Dead"

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what a great play to be

what a great play to be inspired from.... great creativity.... very, very nice :)