There was an overlook. My car sat and I stood beside looking afar. Clouds were there, over the valley. She was gone. There were no sounds except for the wind and I  couldn’t tell where my breath started and the wind began. There were mountains on the other side, far and away, as they will say and this was reality. The Sun was behind the clouds. It started to break through the gold lined gray-blue and reach out to the valley, as light is apt to do. Is there a reason hidden in this changing of seasons? This was fall and the leaves were preparing their final stand against a fate of winter weather and whether or not they lasted, they could be assured a spot in my memory. This moment is eternal, as long as I am me this imprint will not leave and neither will she. There was a kind of comfort, but in truth I was still alone and there is no simple song for me to sing to bring back all of the things that I have lost.
              The overcast sky sent its light and its lambent gaze brought to the fore all of the things I hadn't taken notice of. There was a war here, a struggle against a some kind of fate. The leaves were violent and as the sun hit the scene I saw patches of the valley forest start to illuminate. Where the light touched- the leaves burned. They burned with bold brilliance and in that instant I saw the beauty of that fatalistic fight. I turned around. Behind me the shafts of light reached out to more and more of the valley, as if being taken in by the grasping hand of God.

In the beginning, there was only you and I
Then we were apart, somehow.
We waited for ages, things over long ago
To return to each others arms.

There was searching, longing, and trust-
Issues were brought to the fore.
And then I found you there and thus
We were together again once more.

We met under a moonlit field,
Somewhere under the arc of heaven
We embraced, our restful reunion
And our pace slowed with the other.

And we lay in the field of flowers
And we lay together, now we are
Under the aurora of a tenuous fate
Against a sight of unbarred sky.

As we turn to each other our eyes
Decry a song, and play our notes
Telling the world of love that longed
Through an epoch of silent ties.

"There are tiny drops of rain, see
The clouds are crying for us too."
But you, you keep quiet and stare
The air for us/still too new.

But there's a beauty in the simple change
Of shade between light and dark.
Always together, never apart,"
She would remark,
They will shift, and they will shift,
They will choose, and chase
They will shift, and they will shift
Until Night gives way to Day."

And speaking softly -

“As they will shift, and they will shift
All these subtle sights of november skies
We will choose, and we will chase
together, do you know why?.
"Though things will shift and shift and change
And our time will forever go by,
We will choose, and we will chase
each other, You and I."