the valley,
blessing everything
with a gentle, wet kiss.
This fog
makes everything
soft and beautiful
as if I were driving
through a
soft-focus photograph.
There may be
disappointment and
despair waiting
somewhere in
my day,
and I can’t change that,
but for now,
my heart is near
bursting,
my soul,
silent but electrified,
gliding through the dawn.
"...my soul, silent but electrified..." I would love to have this feeling all the time.
ReplyDeleteGood write.
Peace in nature and as you beautifully put, a calm place to connect with our self.
ReplyDeleteYes, those moments lift our soul. Nature's beauty has always been my go-to, thru all the Other Stuff of life, smiles.
ReplyDeleteThe poem had me absorbed in thought for a good few seconds!
ReplyDeleteIntense!!
Your words carry across my thoughts, pleasantly! That capture is very dreamy and so much like our town lately!
ReplyDeleteThis is just gorgeous, Mosk. I love fog, and mist, and rain, and everything in between.
ReplyDeleteYou portray the beauty of the foggy morning so well, I felt like I was right there with you.
ReplyDeleteThat nature can sometimes thrill us so, how wonderful
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
A foggy day will create apprehensions of the unknown ahead. Makes one wonder incessantly! Great lines Buddah!
ReplyDeleteHank
I love foggy morning walks. You have captured the feel of it. Lovely
ReplyDeletea great way to begin your day ~
ReplyDeleteRomantic and dreamy. The perfect poem to read before bed. Glad I did!
ReplyDeleteThe fog can be both magic.. but it can also smother you like a wet blanket.. glad you had the right type of fog...
ReplyDeleteBeauty in the eye of the beholder comes unasked?! *smiles*
ReplyDeleteI love the dream-like quality here, I could feel it, see it, smell it. Those are magic mornings.
ReplyDeleteOooh, gorgeous, Mosk! I was traveling right there with you!
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