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  • The morning fog
    a filmy gauze over
    flowering trees
    and silent houses
    obscures reality
    pervasive and clinging
    inside and outside me

    As time passes
    the fog will lift
    dispelled, dispersed
    by the light
    of a new day

    A worried mind
    without a compass
    unsettled by
    vague imaginings
    again finds peace
    direction and purpose
    never really lost

    As time passes
    the fog will lift
    dispelled, dispersed
    by the light
    of a new day

    Understanding
    my propensity
    for creating problems
    that don't really exist
    I come back home
    from a far country
    to kiss your lips
    while you sleep


    image source: crh.noaa.gov
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