Cross The Bridge Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Salute the awakening stars
We are the doomed
The blank void
I exist like a fountain pen
Time seems to be good to me
Purpose

Hear the evening moonlight?
Hear the heavens smile
She loves the visitations
Vivaldi
Form in simple blue

Dreams can be angels
Love does exist
Quiet becomes a grand piano
All the rude get it back
Only the nice sense another world

Lamps reflect on the windows
Spring air like magic clouds
Enjoy all the flowers
Gather every tender look
My second wind is lovely

Cross the bridge humbly