Bridges - Christine Owman

How the breath can become so cold

Become so cold

How the heart can become so numb

It beats you feel it

And still so numb

Shadows cast beneath the air around me

Bleak as silver soft as silk

How a life can become so dim

And feel so small

How a light can become so dim

How a light can become so dim

Shadows cast beneath the air around me

Bleak as silver soft as silk

Sudden strength I leap the air surrounds me

The smell of water on my skin