Reflecting on the Jogu Submersible Bridge

​I drove to the Jogu Submersible Bridge.
It was early morning.
The sun hung low, casting long shadows
I parked and walked out onto the bridge
Water lapped gently at the concrete
Twice a day, the bridge sinks beneath the surface
Allowing boats to pass
A marvel of engineering
Connecting two pieces of land
Giving way to the ebb and flow
I stood there for a while
Thinking about the balance of things
How we build and adapt
Find ways to cross divides
The bridge seemed to understand this
I watched it disappear, water rising
Merging the sea and sky into blue.