Life is like a high rope course.

God is my lobster claw:

He holds me and never lets me fall.
The bridge is the course of life:

Two bridges are never exactly the same.
Each plank is an endeavor you need to achieve, a person you meet:

Flipped planks are the obstacles you need to overcome, the people you have to get past.

Planks in place are the other important events, your friends.
The rope that guides your path, high above you, is fate:

You stay on track until you have to go to another part of life.
The rope that holds you up is the love, the happiness you have.
You can dangle from it like a monkey, carefree and curious.

Life is like a high rope course.