A bronze bridge to a world I can only wonder in the night comes alive while basking in the shine of the Sun.
I marvel in an instant, an overwhelming transcendence as I stroll across the bridge.
The stars once lived and joined here upon this bronze bridge.
Observing the beauty of this creation, I notice a hidden spark.
The stars still reside here in quiet brilliance. They created this bronze bridge and even when the sun sets they remain.
Why wander the stars when they live in you?
YOU ARE READING
Muse || Poetry
PoetryFor centuries, the nine muses in their many forms have inspired us to find our own purpose. Now it is time to inspire others and ourselves to do the same. Inspiration takes reflection, a period to muse over our thoughts and overcome ourselves. To be...
