A short poetic interpretation of I crossing a sub-bridge in a red car on a day of torrential downpour.
Through blurring mirrors of water and wind,
I saw a scene of emotions within;
A bridge lay ahead flooded and forlorn,
I longed to see what lay on;
Atop my red monster of metal and steel,
I urged him on ,though the water wouldn't heed;
And for a moment it seemed, the elements had won;
My steed fumbled, tired and torn;
And then a new hope I lighted in it's eyes,
Through my own will ,which fired bright;
We crossed away into a new day of fright,
Through a gate in time ,into new sight.