Dark These shadows underscore the shaking aspen, which switches investments from emerald to gold to silver. The shadows stay constant, a silent rejoinder to the Japanese fairy tale of the gold koi and the black, of the light which needs the darkness to make it real.
	pines Branches above me form a sharp counterpoint to the cloud-changing sky--each delicate arch spiking the air. I watch as their edges imperceptibly blur until they are no more than shadows of old needles on the next rise.
	Thick peaks Their lumbering shadows command a solidified reality, slowly yawning through the unchanging evolutions of light and dark, day and night. Without this assurance, I would
	gather skies stashing
	Comfort as
	clouds as
	Hugging as
	the ground As I lie here, the mountains follow reality into her grave.