Poem: A Bridge to the Stars

A Bridge to the Stars

A silver thread in midnight’s sky,
A gleam of hope that wanders by,
A bridge of dreams, so soft, so far,
Stretching out to each distant star.

It whispers secrets, faint but clear,
Of distant lands, we long to steer,
Through endless nights, through endless time,
The stars become a steady climb.

Each step a spark, each breath a light,
That beckons through the velvet night,
To places where the heart is free,
Where shadows dance with mystery.

Beneath this bridge, the world sleeps still,
The mountains rest, the oceans thrill,
Yet here above, the path is bright,
A dreamer’s route from dark to light.

So let us cross, with eyes aglow,
To where the endless star winds blow,
A bridge of hope, a bridge of fire,
That carries us to dreams’ desire.