Unchanging Changeability

The mountains are cold and blue now.
The sun has set and darkness falls.
Although the faintest afterglow
The brightness of the day recalls.

I wait and watch the stars appear
Above the mountains silhouettes.
Though far away they seem so near.
Every night when the sun sets.

I take the opportunity.
To watch the mountains turning blue
Considering the infinity
That's represented by the view.

Which nature has afforded me.
Epitome of constancy.

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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