Mysteries in the mist...
mysteries in the mist...
mysteries in the mist...
Dorment in the dark
sleeping in the shadows
haze consumes the parks
fog clouds the meadows
deep in the dark abyss
mysteries in the mist
Mysteries in the mist...
mysteries in the mist...
mysteries in the mist...
There is a mild blue light
where the horizon ends
a cold windy night
where curiosity pretends
a chilled empty kiss
on the lips of desperation
Mysteries in the mist...
mysteries in the mist...
mysteries in the mist...
Writings on the wall
that no man can understand
a quiet echo calls
from a cold distant land
hidden in the abyss
mysteries in the mist
Mysteries in the mist...
minds and eyes amiss...
mysteries in the mist..
Allen Steble
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mysteries-in-the-mist/
