Beneath The Bridge Poem by DM W

Beneath the bridge the stream of blue and green
Dances so dreamily; soothed by sunlight.
I feel so free in this abode of peace:
So far away from all the endless strife.
This life has golden moments if we glance
Beyond the ghostly grey, diurnal dread.
Alas it seems cityscapes don't enhance
The soul's natural hunger to be wed
To pure sources of eternal bliss.
But I will keep this splendid spot of time
In my memory, despite the viper's kiss
Of modern life and all its sordid signs.
As you are here faithful, bright and bold
In faithless Age of surfaces so cold.