Verrazano & I

Shimmering against the smoke gray sky
Lingering over the hungry Hudson waves
I gaze at it under the softness of
Moonlight, behind the dark greenness of the
Tip of the island it pauses over
Restless ripples of liquid vastness
Trembling under the cool breeze of midnight
And on this deep darkness time freezes solid
Bridging my soul with that of my city.