A dark shroud of mist
Wrapped the mysterious valley
A smoke without fire
Running between the great hills
Blinding every passerby.
Copyright 2021, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved
Stunning beauty in these lines. # 5 stars. I wish I could give it more! ! !
Marvellous portrayal of nature at its mystic best. Wonderful as always dear Rose
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes mysteriousness blinds us always and i feel i such situations follow your instincts. Wise words to think over. Good job Rose. Food for thought.