Absolute slience. I heard it even though it was masked but superficial sounds. I watched the sun set behind the mountains the other day when I was in a different valley. It is so beautiful andcold and slient. I don't know how to explain it. When I see the sun set over the lake it takes my breath away sometimes. The color reflecting off the lake but I never think of it as quiet. yet here I was in the mountains watching the color fade into the snow caps. Feeling the early night cool set over me. And it did it with such grace and quietness that if you didn't stop to see it, you would have never know that it happened. The pink started high in the sky slowly sinking to the top of the mountains. It became part of the snow, not tinged pink and it seem so peaceful. A moment in time that may have been missed if I cared only about my life...

so my poem could go like this
I've walked among giants but none of them
men
I've watched as perfect slience covered the
land
when pink misty hues coved the
snow
..... Let me go some where with this and I'll get back to you. Oh yeah I have a story to tell later tonight so tune in. I have to run for now time to shopp Yuck

Later
modernday cowboy