Poem: The Mist

Photo Credit: Dave Hoefler

The mist clear:

You walk many miles—silently,

Each step, you are, with me—moving,

Guiding, me, towards the greater you:

The mist, refreshes the earth—beautifully,

I inhale, exhale, thanking you:

The mist clear; I can see, and breathe,

easily.

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