A Sense of a Sum in two images

On a wintry day, the quiet
Floated in the snowy air.
I was out
On the road to somewhere
And people were about
Their pet businesses.

The road appeared like a waterway.
The giggle of two girls could be the swaying of a boat.
The lone guy walking could be a skiff.
Also I imagine the social life of waterfarers,
There was a système écologique
of hushed living gestures
(an avoided gaze, a down stare
or up, smiles, a tip of the hat,
clutching the snow, etc.)

It was not after dark
But the dusty crow and the cloudy sky looking down
Saw many colourful laser lines
Shooting from here to there
everywhere. And bulbs moving about,
Incandenscing variously.
(It must have been quite a sight.)

Perpetually witnessing the plain mystic
Floating quietly in the obvious.
I too got a vague sense of it then.

I sensed us.
Sensed the immense sum
So so greater than its parts.