Bridge of hands

Are we made of wood?
Of concrete or Steel?
Or bolted heavy iron?
What bridges this gap between us?
A structure of fine lattices and cables
Or sturdy pillars buried into the ground?
As we hold hands we create a bridge
That spans a raging torrent of divides

A little about @amoment:
My aim is to bring small moments of reflection to your day. A mixture of my poetry and photography, best enjoyed with a cup of coffee during a moment of quiet and calm.