Words from the bridge
And again we ask
how many dawns
and what lasts
unbroken
on the wheel of time
what is built to last
a bridge or a cathedral
or a castle in the sky
yet what outlasts them all
is the word
Even though the language dies
the words remain
intact somewhere
in the collective mind
What lasts
is what returns
time and time again
promises and vows
and declarations
of love
its ebb and flow
amid the light
and the darkness
Love lasts
love the word
verb and noun
the love forever
on lovers’ lips
John Lyons