Suspended: A Sonnet

Written for Sadje’s weekly query:
 What Do You See?

High on the mountain where the wild winds blow,
Two mossy hands of giant stone arise,
To lift a golden thread above the skies,
Where misty clouds and drifting shadows go.
The travelers walk upon a gilded path,
Suspended high above the emerald trees,
Far from the crowded world’s chaotic wrath,
To catch the breathing of a mountain breeze.
Though modern hands have shaped this wondrous sight,
It feels as ancient as the earth below,
A bridge of dreams that captures heaven’s light,
And guides the soul to where the rivers flow.
Held safe within the grasp of ancient stone,
We walk mid-air, yet never feel alone.

NAR©2026
#WDYS

Nancy’s Notes: The Golden Bridge is a 150-metre-long pedestrian bridge in the Bà Nà Hills resort, in the Hòa Vang district of Da Nang, Vietnam. It is designed to connect the cable car station with the gardens and to provide a scenic overlook and tourist attraction.

A sonnet is a poem of fourteen lines using any of a number of formal rhyme schemes, and typically having ten syllables per line.

This is “Bridge of Dreams (I’ll Never Forget You)” by Mario Frangoulis

What do you see # 358- 14 September, 2026

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