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.
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