Bridge Two Poems

(Those already known to Alpha's command corps at the start of 357 DAB, from Maya recalling and translating them in meetings in earlier days.)

To the city under glass, two halves as whole, a bridge of power, long untraveled, seekers flock, to flee fury, find new space.

The rage of star giants, the sun of faded glory, planet of the bridges, with the ring of station, rotting cities in desert, the frozen city of old, the key to safe passage, a city and its opposite, one of need, one of past.