Flash of White / Blasting Point

Flash of White

In the reflection of azure
I glimpsed the dawn's misty light
Millions of dewdrops, lost their way 
deep in that blue, ever so bright

Ignite that gaze, set it alight?
Oh, if only I could, with all that sunny delight
Yet, slowly melted myself into the silky winds
humming its tune, tears in my sight

Out of the mist, a flash of white  
raced at its full speed of might 
100 miles… where are you going to turn, Dear?
left or right?

(Note: the flash of white -- a new white racing car, very cool! ) ~~~

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Blasting Point (Conversation about a Bridge)

Spanning the valley, it stands
graceful frame, with arches grand
simple lines, yet a sight so bold
but within, a secret told.

The most beautiful bridge
though it has a blasting point
“wish I didn't know”
“wish it never explode”
     I'd surely erase the point since you said so.

A bridge of spirit
with thoughts that twinkle and bind
linked you and me
with a beautiful mind, pure and kind

Wonder if it has a blasting point
that could break our hold?
“no angle to drill the whole”
“no point to split our soul”
     I'll cherish it forever, the bridge of spirit, since you said so.

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Note： blashing point, or explosion point (爆破點) -- in the mechanics of explosion (爆炸力學）, every building/bridge/ or any construction, at the time they were built, some explosion points were built in with very accurate calculations on the position/angle/...