Spirit Bridge

Spirit bridge is like pulpy, warm mush.
The connection of roads leads to the oatmeal's gush.

If that bridge wasn't there we would be stuck.
Stuck in a place full of muck... That would suck.

Spirit bridge provides knowledge through connection.
Connecting with another person, we see our own reflection.

Crossing the spirit bridge means that we're diving deeper...
Deeper into a place where sweet porridge is cheaper.

That way we can buy more, prolonging our delight.
We hop on the bridge... Bunnies with appetite.

Because we'd like porridge poured into our mouths...
But end up flying high, like wise owls.