There's An Ancient Bridge Poem by Mohammad Younus

There's an ancient bridge,
woven with threads of divine intent,
arching across the span of life—
thinner than a strand of hair,
yet stronger than eternity.

To cross it, the heart quakes,
poised between heaven above
and infernal flames below,
hungry, waiting.

But those who know—
their light-being—
pass unharmed,
not at the speed of light,
but faster still.

I linger at its edge,
unready to dissolve
into the mist of unbeing.
I am alive, a living soul—
I need only die
to my illusions.

Amber lights beckon ahead,
whispering freedom,
urging me to sever
every earthly tether.

For freedom from illusion
is my cause.

MyKoul