James Ballantyne

bridge

  • Stillness Revealing the Flow

    It was only when I stopped did I notice. As I stood on the bridge I stood still, only breathing As I sensed the world flow around me. On a bridge. Next to me, the footsteps of people, passing by,… Continue reading

  • Standing On the Bridge

    Standing on the bridge As I walk on Slow step by slow step What is behind me? What is in front? What can I see? What remains hidden? What is underneath? The fall, the gaps, the fear, the height What… Continue reading