' The Other Side '

. The bridge in fog seems to cross the dimension of time as boat horns echo each moment of the night, a glowing amber mist spreads across the channel to lands end destiny on the other side.  Yet the veil will lift one luminous morning, and we will remember a journey through childhood as if it were relived along a familiar path to the sea, perhaps by chance to connect our past with the present before the long days memories once again fade into the evening fog. .