The Bridgekeeper is my Lord.
The Bridgekeeper is my Love.
The Bridgekeeper is my long, lone friend.
He waits, relentless, statuesque, at the high tide line of the two worlds -
sparkling in fathomless, laughing eyes, the flame of countless stars.
Push on! The fate of so many lifetimes impels you to this junction.
With tender gesture, fear of annihilation evaporates, mist lifts.
“I am in yonder void even as this lantern illuminates your path hither.
I am the ocean, I am the bridge, I am the keeper.”
The Bridgekeeper is my Lord.
The Bridgekeeper is my Love.
The Bridgekeeper is my long, lone friend.
Beautiful, mystical….
I like: “I am the keeper, I am the ocean, I am the bridge”
Thanks Jyoti!
Bang!
Beautiful imagery in the poem, J.
And beautiful poetry in the image.
I really appreciated this.
i never knew you were a poet, jyotirmaya… everything works in harmony. truly beautiful
I truly love this beautiful poem