Unchanging Changeability




The mountains are cold and blue now.
The sun has set and darkness falls.
Although the faintest afterglow
The brightness of the day recalls.

I wait and watch the stars appear
Above the mountains silhouettes.
Though far away they seem so near.
Every night when the sun sets.

I take the opportunity.
To watch the mountains turning blue
Considering the infinity
That's represented by the view.

Which nature has afforded me.
Epitome of constancy.