At a time when walls and hard borders seem to be uppermost in the minds of some people, I found myself thinking of bridges…
Of how they connect people and communities that might otherwise be isolated from one another…
Of how they provide clarity and direction when the path doesn’t seem clear…
Of how they offer strength and support at times when the picture seems confusing…
…and then I found this, written on a girder on the Brooklyn Bridge…
…and it seemed that maybe his belief in a more promising universe might be worth consideration. Even if it was something of a sepia coloured view…
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