Mist Poem by Alison Mary Dunn
Mist
Insipid and cooling
Dangerously entrancing
This morning dew has me gliding through its power
Here I can breathe more easily
See more clearly
Take my dreams to a higher plain
No one can question
What I think or feel
For this moment is but mine and mine alone
All the crowds are far away
Insignificant in this place
Time is frozen and encapsulated for my pleasure
All is still
All is calm
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4/26/2024 4:02:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Every morning is a new beginning. I like what you see from your window on the world. Lovely write... Warm regards, Sandra