Silvery Road

Long and Winding Road

Winter maple shivers

Solitary and skeletal.

The foresaken do not perceive

Any silvery road home.

Frozen winds curse

Their  souls and homes.

Their ice palaces become

Crystal, only after sleep comes.

Blue in khaki-clad,

A thousand spectral stares,

Danger is ever-present

Here where all forget to care.

But he began his thaw

Before the boney tree,

Independent of reason

He saw silver... others did not see.