Hidden - Poem by Terry Wiens
The fog rolls in across the sea,
Across the land a shroud to be,
Blocking out the starry night,
Across the earth a starving blight.
The blackness of the night my cloak,
My soul behind the thick dark smoke,
My hearts failed embers need a spark,
The love I long for, lost in the dark.
Nature hides the land from me,
Heartache stops any love to be,
I am blind to all around,
Tied by both to shaky ground.
Soon the sun again will shine,
Someday soon, I will find a sign,
That natures blossom still exist,
And my love awaits me in the mist.
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