Misty Veil
Entwined, mystic, rising, drifting, light…
In the haze, our lives lose their sight.
Exploring within the mist,
Like a drifting dream’s quest.
Crossing the elusive curtain,
Each step, a dance in the cloud’s domain.
Searching within the mist,
Envisioned images faintly appear,
In the fog, the mind conjures scenes,
Chasing the tail of fading memories.
Sometimes clarity emerges,
As the mist disperses, reality reemerges.
Life’s facets in sunlight appear,
As if finding the direction once unclear.
Sometimes, bewilderment sets in,
As the fog thickens, veiling everything.
Lost in the corridors of time,
As if returning to an unknown starting line.
Everything seems so,
Adventures in the mist’s gentle flow,
Each moment captivates, enchanting,
As if life’s journey is a dance in the mist.
Everything seems yet again,
When the mist clears, looking back in refrain,
Discovering footprints left behind,
As if all the lost moments paved the way to find.
Only to keep searching,
In the mist, seeking our own trace,
Though at times, we may lose our way,
Yet, this very loss strengthens our resolve to embrace.
Continuing to wander,
Within the mist, life’s twists to ponder,
Perhaps, losing one’s way isn’t the end,
But a path to a brighter beginning to comprehend.
Awakening once more,
As the mist disperses, we wake up galore
