When We Bridged The Unknown

Late March 2026: We stand upon the quiet, shimmering span, a bridge before we knew where it led. A whisper woven, an unfolding plan. Featuring the actual lyrics: bridge before we knew where it led 10 thresholds mapped in cold and breath from menno’s question to the shoreline’s edge a land meets water where the future’s pledge Thank you. Protocol becomes poetry in the telling Platforms become…