Hidden Sun by GrandCru89

Behind the clouds, the sun does play, Its hidden light to start the day. A bridge it graces with gentle might, But not the one you thought in sight.

Not the famed bridge in city's heart, But a secret gem, set far apart. With mystic charm, it takes the stage, In the sun's soft, illuminating cage.

A hidden sun, its colors gleam, A jolt, a change, a radiant dream. With shifting hues, it paints the way, On this bridge, in the fading day.

So, dear reader, pause and see, The bridge you thought, it cannot be. A hidden beauty, now unveiled, By the sun's magic, softly hailed.

Taken Jan. 2023. Photograph + Post-Production. No AI.