Poem: "Rode"

© 2001 by Andersen Silva

Where the mountains meet clouds,
     Grey meets grey,
That's where my heart lives
     Every day.

Can't see forever,
     Can't see the top.
Sun for a minute,
     But I know it's going to stop.

Crosses on the slopes
     Mark the ends of lives gone by,
I honor them with memories
     But I very seldom cry

Anymore over the people
     Whom I never more will see.
Best to bite my lip,
     Take the curve and let things be.

Riding through the darkness,
     Know someday there'll be sun;
The mountains aren't forever,
     And anyway I am not one.