Halcyon bridge born of Monet's dreams
its modest arch assuaged in pastel haze
embracing gradients of gauzy greens
commingling with dappled lavender

a mossy span absorbed in sunburst rays
angelic auras streaming down through trees
bookending steps across the frothy brook
toward storied realms now suddenly in reach

should you conceive a journey either way
and hazard captivation, reverie,
as narrow path augments to poetry
and you turn toward your missing rhyme

to meet the secret sonnet of this scene
with breath born of transported sighs
and arms now wings of buoyant butterflies
aflutter past all you have known or seen.