I came to the bridge again.

but this time, I came with a new understanding ~~

the decision to cross or not to cross

was entirely up to me .

and it was here that I realized

how some bridges aren't necessory meant

to be crossed .

perhaps they are simply meant

to be noticed ,

acknowledged ,

appreciated , and

blessed .

maybe they are meant

to remind us that there is another way .

not necessory a way "worse than" or "better than"....

just a way , "other than" .

and so , I came to the bridge again ,

this time ,

I didn't stumble across blindly , ignorantly .

this time ,

I didn't run across fearfully , filled with regret .

this time ,

I didn't storm across heroically , with the tenacity

and strength of a dedicated warrior .

this time ,

I stopped .

I stood quietly , silently

suspending judgment ,

and observing ,

until my next step become

undeniably clear .

I turned to take the footpath around ,

taking the long way .

I just never imagined

that a decision " not to cross "

could become the most important

decision of all .......