Bridge
I had a dream about a bridge
It was tall, dark, mysterious
It made the waves below seem inviting
Not to jump in but to look at
And admire as I cross that bridge
There's so much history between
The country and the city
So much past before today
Thoughts march like soldiers
Across the surface
Scattered, losing focus
Keeping the bridge sane
Puente
Tuve un sueño sobre un puente
Era alto, oscuro, misterioso
Hacía que las olas abajo parecieran invitadoras
No para saltar, sino para mirar
Y admirar mientras cruzo ese puente
Hay tanta historia entre
El campo y la ciudad
Tanto pasado antes de hoy
Los pensamientos marchan como soldados
A través de la superficie
Dispersos, perdiendo el enfoque
Manteniendo cuerdo al puente