Vista of Infinity

There is a house that nestles in the shoulder of a hill
Surrounded by trees and flowering bushes of colors profuse
Memories of the future rise in my heart without pause still
Expectations of the past hold my heart, emotional refuge

Sunlight suffuses the small abode, which is filled with joy
And at times there is a visitor, a small bird looking for prey
Or a larger badger after bigger loot, cunning and with a ploy
They dont find a threat within, and seem to be willing to stay

It is a corner faraway and neglected by the milling throng
I have spent many days within, listening to nature's song
Time comes to a standstill confined inside, and so does life
Only the instant remains, extending in eternity slice by slice

Within this temporary enclave, I see infinity's expansion
As friend and foe, love and hatred, have finite expression
Etching their transient markings with hopes of permanence
But what is complete in itself can provide no such assurance