The Bridge

 

Come soaring on

Lifted over drowned distance

Wide horizon of clouds

Puncture amber crowned entrance

Alone on the edge of the world

Reaching for granted happiness

Stepping out to step inside

Before what happens next

A familiar stretch of steel

As I’ve gone this far before

Without reason to continue on

Ashes rematerialize off the ocean floor

In black and white I see land ahead

Her expatriate rainbow over her gold

My spark ignites a fiery red

Fueled by madness centuries old

 

                                    05/2007  Jake Belmont