Pascal's Dream

Cold crisp air fills me as I watch the sunrise radiant reds, purples, and blues Illuminate the sky Sitting back sipping my coffee soaking it in slowly calm quiet serene deep mountain morning If only I had known this was the last adventure together we would take i would have slowed down smelled the roses a little more savored it as I should have Your joints stiff and swollen taking the lift up swinging in the breeze ever so slowly up the mountain Creeping to the edge fully mortified leaning on that rickety fence posing for pictures My heart skipping a beat as we took in the sight Mist so thick dancing over the peaks like delicate wraiths stealing my breath away Hiking slowly down blown away as we crossed over enormous sandstone bridges creeping to the edge looking down Out over the river below capturing the moment forever sealed arm in arm ear to ear grins Through Devils Gulch step by shaky step stair by stair, so narrow Picture by picture revisiting precious moments so vivid and dear moments crystal clear Looking back so bitter sweet as your mind slips further away day after day; memory by memory, tear by tear I watch you fade; How I wish we could go back, to that amazing day.