V - Vista

Under the shadow of the steel bridge,
past, present, and future collide –
a vista of triumph and disaster,
optimism and despair.
And on this plane,
while the river agitates
through its gorge,
the red willows weep,
for tomorrow replaces today,
and now becomes then.

 

Written for the A to Z Challenge and NaPoWriMo
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