The Rainbow Bridge

It was my first image in the New Age
(There was even a book of that name!)
But it was only a phrase for me
Perhaps a glimpse into something grand
Now it comes to me in splendor
As I see the bridge spanning our divisions
Many beliefs, traditions, even colors of our skin
But we are one in heart and spirit
May we cross that bridge
And enter into a world of Light.
Hunting Island State Park
Emily Clare

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