In the Mist
We imagine a form to shadows
Something solid transporting a shape
Assuaging our fevered brains
Out of darkness
A light
Only a flicker
Ensconcing meaningful and substantial views
Beyond our windows
Through ancient fables
Past distant fields
Soaring to the Heavens above
A grace
Surrounds every vision
Puts all repertoires
Within each grasp
Is it real...
Does it matter...
Belief envelops every corner
Each candle
Ignites the last
Each truth
Shatters all past
Souls are lost
Yet wholly saved
In the mist
And mystic sea
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Photo: big sur sea mist (c) freeimageslive / surfside
Physical Security Consultant
8 年Shadow in the mist - Mist in the shadow...lost moon This cold winter night.
Consultant, Poet, Writer, Spanish Instructor, Creative Writing Instructor
8 年Dear Laura, The mystery surrounding the message has deep-seeded meanings, just like grasping for answers in the mist.
Editor/Writer/Art & Music Appreciator
9 年My husband, a professional photographer, has photos of Big Sur. Thank you.