It’s a cool morning,
The entire landscape is enveloped with fog.
Perhaps, life’s way of saying that there is a grey side to life… Some thing more than just black and white.
Taking fog into a deeper aspect, it resembles how a person walks through life with no certainty about the approaching events/mishap/fortune.
Just some faith, and the will to move on.
An excerpt of one of my poems reads below-
“There wasn’t any richer wealth,
Never was an emotion so pure,
The fog found me, or I lost myself-
I wonder, but not so sure.”