Beyond a bridge somewhere...

Beyond a bridge, that leads the way,

between tall and slender arching trees

that line a long and winding forest road,

there is a spot, they say, where light,

bursting thru with such force and focus,

with such palpable intensity and blaze,

has spawned effects defying nature's law,

reason, and the teachings of experience;

but more than this the rumours also speak

of a strange beam of wondrous flaming light

that, as though heaven-sent, swift descends

to wreak such magic on passing folk

who later speak of having felt a force,

of being swiftly borne aloft above the trees,

of looking down from high on all below,

held there as though by an unseen hand,

for a span of time as none are able to agree

until, as by some magic unknown to man,

they find themselves again on terra firma,

on the selfsame spot now dark in shade,

quite unable to make sense of that which

sense defies by any human measure known,

or any other means conceived to understand

the nature of the seemingly unnatural,

of a beam of blinding light that takes

and lifts and flings and holds quite still,

before it loosens, lets slide to freely flow

back to where moments before one stood

full bathed in the hush of a heavenly light.