"Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down."
Is there anyone who doesn't recognise the soothing melody and beautiful lyrics of "Bridge Over Troubled Waters" by Simon & Garfunkel. I heard this song probably about sixteen years ago as a quite odd twelve year old who was into 60s and 70s music (I still am!). As I grew up to my dad's records and casette tapes of Nat King Cole, Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, the golden oldies are delicately yet firmly engraved into my soul. It wasn't, therefore, much of a challenge, to think of these lyrics as the caption of today's photo, which was taken on the bridge over River Ouse between Harrold and Carlton.
It was long past three, the wind was gaining force, the rain clouds fast approaching, the river in a mad rush. The bridge was the only thing that stood firmly grounded in the face of the whipping wind and foaming water, like good, reliable friends who stand by us, resilient, firm and strong.
Today's blog is for those friends who are a heartbeat away when the storm strikes, lightning hits and the tide turns for the worse; those friends who walk in when everyone has walked out, who walk by our side to hold our hand, who lend a shoulder to cry on, and a haven from the storm; those friends, old and new, who have built their houses in our heart, those friends who run to our help, to lay themselves down, "like a bridge over troubled waters"...
Words and photography by Sinem
"Ars longa, vita brevis"
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