Ambridge-Aliquippa Bridge
em moulton Christmas 2006
The Ambridge-Aliquippa Bridge stretched out
across the Ohio this morning looking heavy
with the weight of rain soaked into the pours of
its concrete piers and dripping down
from its minted steel forms as morning commuters
inched across with lights on and wipers on and
AM radios on leaving a trail of exhaust
to join the tang of rain and river
of road-top and rusted iron
I too felt heavy walking the bridge
beneath wet clothes imagining the men who cut the roads
from the foothills across the river
and raised the bridge beneath my feet and bolted
the truss-work overhead in the fabrication yard just
downstream and I thought about the time it takes
to make something right to do something well and
to make a way like the span of redemption
taking long its course and how God must glory
in that time and is glorified yet still and
stopping momentarily fixed only on the
river below I traced a log
drifting on the waters
floating quietly toward
release
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