 The Mist A quiet mist
lies over all,
I feel an eerie
silence fall,
the wood is now
a place of mystery
filled with a
strong sense of history.
Many others
have passed this way,
their quiet
presence here today.
Did they enjoy
a view like mine
or was their
meeting clandestine?
Did some a
hidden secret share,
perhaps conceal
a love affair?
Some maybe
with covert intent,
an inner
seething rage would vent.
I undergo no
mood of fear,
the ambience is
peaceful here.
so beautiful
this misty scene,
my heart is
full, I am serene.
c.Jean Lewis -
2000
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