TWILIGHT BRIDGE: A JOURNEY THROUGH DREAMS AND DUSK
- Mahima Ram
- Jun 6
- 1 min read

Along a path you walk, where the weathered boards sway and play,
A deep hush of violet thrums in the cool and azure air.
The river flowing beneath glows between dusk and day,
'Tis a gorgeous silver path that beckons dreamers there.
A leaning tree, its branches filled with the sweet brushstrokes of gold,
Remember that the sunlight at this time is fading from the sky.
Yet in this still hour, a subtler tale seems to be foretold—
That true beauty lives where the warm night and blissful hope draw nigh.
The streaming water mirrors the skies of shifting hue,
Creating a gentle blend of future endings and a new start.
Each step taken ahead reveals a beautiful world anew,
Where all but a sense of silent wonder settles in our hearts.
So walk with me across this twilight bridge with open eyes, dear reader,
For during this time, the rarest wonders might lie.
Transitions paint the world in bold disguise—
A threshold crossed beneath a glowing sky. WRITTEN BY, R MAHIMA RAM



Well said Mahima, feel like taking the walk this evening itself. The painting and the write up are drawing me like a mother to the flame