the fog lifts

there's nothing like a fog bound morning

cool and windy chilling wet

shroud of cloudy wisdom thrilling

moving fast with no regret

blowing past the filtered sun

dampness layered oversight

as time goes by the sky emerges

warming souls and giving life

hidden soul and gray travail

under winter's haunting veil 

reaching through the foggy night

my heart is warmed by your sun's light 

©paul viel 2003