i saw the line of black trees

i saw the line of black trees
silhouetted 
behind them a hill of snow rising up
the bottom was in shadow 
but still brilliant 

all around being built and soon

this peaceful glade will be no more

its simplicity 

yet carried on in my memory

i drove along the mighty parkway

passing all the homes 

their yards with a soft blanket of snow

and many tracks from play and pets

shadows on the sides of them all

but still brilliant 

everything is in motion going

everything is moving and will

not stop

i look inside to the horizon

to an infinite line 

seemingly unattainable 

but then suddenly crossed

almost like going through a shadow

ever infinitely brilliant

where all beauty goes

is gathered up

and sent back

carried on in memories

we all walk the trail of recollection 

if i remember this

i can be kind and go on

eventually go nowhere

and be there still brilliant

so empty i am full

just like the sunlight on the hill

or the shadows at the base 

every house being built

trees growing minds moving

that eventually stop

with no regret and no ending

just plain clarity that doesn't mind

--