Mountain Shadow

The colors burst across the sky

In pink and gold array,
And then I noticed a clear line
Cut through their bright display.
 
For, as the sun rose in the sky,
It brushed the mountain’s side.
Throwing some clouds in pale relief,
Casting its shadow wide.
 
Had I not known that it was there
To cause the pattern change,
I might have thought what’s beautiful
Was merely odd or strange.  
 
And thus it’s well to keep in mind,
Sometimes we cannot see
The things hidden in someone’s past
That impacts who they’ll be.