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my fragile step on the bridge

Ronda, Spain, el puente nuevo, canon, Sylvie GE

I was moving forward hesitantly

my fragile pitch throbbing

my eyes almost closed

that is  how one falls

between the sky and the dark waters

in the rocks split by the trembling earth

but old women pass by

with their kind eyes

they see very far in the soul of the passers-by and

have better things to do that go away laughing

(but it took me a while to cross the road)