This bridge reflects our connection across time and space.
Between 2002, when I took this photograph, and whatever year is "now" for you.
Between the Summersongs retreat in Ashokan, New York, and whatever place is "here" for you.
The near side of the bridge, and the far side.
The world above, and the world below.
Reality and illusion.
Source and reflection.
Bridging my world with yours.
Dreaming on a still
day of meditation
and quiet solitude
Song and silence dance.
In their rhythm
the world
is called into being.
Look gently at the sky of winter
for its silver greyness
masks the blue of spring
Seek between its shifting shadows
as they twist and swirl
before your silent eyes
Somewhere,
deep within its darkness,
lies a miracle waiting to be born.