A fog
thick… billowing… engulfing a nation
impermeable
hiding from many that which is
teasing swirls of uncertainty beckon
unclear in shape and content
only to disappear back into the grey
leaving the child within them to interpret
that which was not there
Puffs of incoherence coalesced
a new abstract born of vapor…
there one instant and gone the next
bowing to a breeze, or
destroyed by the light of day exposing
that born in the dark…
that born from vapor returns to vapor
to engulf those who cannot see
through the fog they create
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This is powerful, Steve.
Quote “destroyed by the light of day exposing that born in the dark” Unquote – that made me go Wow!
All good wishes,
Eric
Thank you Eric. I value your thoughts, opinions, and writings very much.
Simply elegant!
Sorry for the delay in getting back to you. Thank you for your very kind words.