Silence, Only Silence

High
Above me,
The limitless
And uninterrupted
Blue
Of the sky.
From horizon
To horizon
A taut tent
Filled with
Warming sunlight.

I took
My gaze
Away from this immaculate sky
And brought the vision
Back to earth.
Just at my feet
And stretching up
The hillside,
A ground cover
Of purest gold.

Soon, now,
These same skies will lower,
Become a leaden gray.
The sun will pale.
The air grow cold.
Soon, now,
The snow will begin to fall.
And it will leave
No visible evidence,
Not a trace,
Of what before, might have been here.

And
There will be
No sound
To reclaim
A story
Never told.
A story
Never shared.
A story
Never celebrated.

There will be
Silence.
Only silence.