Eternal Passage

In twilight's hush, where shadows play, A bridge of steel and light holds sway, A pathway winding, curving, free, A journey through the urban sea. The city's pulse, a rhythmic beat, Echoes through the streets, a winding treat, The bridge, a serpent, curved and bright, Guides travelers through the fading light. The mountains stand, a misty veil, A backdrop for the city's gale, The water's calm, a reflective sheet, A mirror to the city's busy street. In this still moment, we find our way, Through the city's labyrinthine day, The bridge, a symbol of our journey's might, A path that winds, a beacon in the night. And as we traverse, we find our peace, In the stillness, our worries release, The world's din fades, and we are free, To find ourselves, wild and carefree.