Crossing the Narrows...

An unsure, growing fear;
Bridges...water;
Crossing them was once a delight;
At this time, now, I feel hesitant...

What used to be cause for excited anticipation and exploration has changed;

As I begin the journey to them, viewing from a distance (first), approaching (anxiously) and then (finally) entering onto and crossing them (releasing all that was previously a concern as I do)...I realize that I am now a fearful (irrational) being...

Time steals, ungraciously...(aging and decaying its chosen mark as it does)...