The Bridgekeeper

Bridge

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.

About Jyotirmaya

I am no one and everyone. Been that way for a long time too. Just sometimes i forget.
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4 Responses to The Bridgekeeper

  1. Roshnii says:

    Beautiful, mystical….
    I like: “I am the keeper, I am the ocean, I am the bridge”

    Thanks Jyoti!

  2. Prem says:

    Bang!
    Beautiful imagery in the poem, J.
    And beautiful poetry in the image.
    I really appreciated this.

  3. Bharatii says:

    i never knew you were a poet, jyotirmaya… everything works in harmony. truly beautiful

  4. Lavanya says:

    I truly love this beautiful poem