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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399836" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>There the river is bridged (in answer to fanie olivier)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399836" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There the river is bridged, <br>meandering place to place is bounded, <br>a road cuts right across the mountain’s back<br>and when in the evening you find a tired traveller</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399836" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">he has stopped at a place<br>where the sea to the furthest horizon<br>stretches to the heaven<br>and there are lorries crawling up the hill, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399836" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the town lies beneath sparkling like stars<br>with lights everywhere shining<br>where people from near and far<br>at times find a resting place</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399836" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">even the old black man riding past on his bicycle, <br>or the braggart that cuts through the mountain pass with his grand car.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=399836" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">[Reference: “hier breek die dorp die pad se rug” (here the town breaks the road’s back) by fanie olivier.]</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a></strong></div>