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One： Bridge
Is it the bridge
Between, Now and forever?
The bridge of fear
When will you be crossing over?
Is it the bridge between
Possibility and doubt
And will we stay strong
Or are we willing to drown?
Is it the bridge between
Who we are and
Where we lust and love?
Would the distance, Abide
Or will it be us merged, eventually?
Are we ready
To venture, to cross this bridge
To our destiny but no future?
Freeze your breath
and listen to the breeze
A bridge, the transparent gap
We are inclined
If you are, to cross the bridge
That leads to one. Love.
Two: Reunion
When seagull whistles
we all came together at this reunion day
World has changed since we've seen each other
Although remained love never goes away
Where covered faces shades blessing
Without understanding of their souls
We think we know a lot about each other
But some things we will never know
Disgust in uncertain eyes and exhausted looks
A lady in red walks off into silver lake
As a space shuttle pulls away
they will never know her hidden pain
At least not on this reunion day.
Aug 23, 2020
Aug 23, 2020 at 9:38 AM UTC
Milky constellations studied for centuries by astronomers
Form a floating river separating two lovers
Every night they ponder
At which moment they could have started over
But not once does the daughter of the heavens
Repent on her escapade onto Earth
Nor the ox-herder regret his walk along the river
For never would their souls have stayed entwined for lifetimes otherwise
Was this eternal story of love always destined to end like this
But is this the end or merely a beginning
For if birds adorned in feathers of the night’s colors
Can be moved by their fathomless love
To craft a cosmic bridge on the seventh day of the seventh cycle of the moon
For a reunion that brings tears to clouds and smiles to the stars
Who is to say
That there won’t be a day
When that bridge will stay
Forever in the skies
Jul 1, 2019
Jul 1, 2019 at 6:06 AM UTC