A wanderer, approaching my path,
“Hey, where do you belong?”
-Through fog did it appear
Hymning a mild song.
It replied with silence,
A mysterious aura around,
It was searching for me, it said.
And finally had found.
It asked me of my triumphs,
It reminded me of defeats,
It told me how naive I have been
Allowing some deceit.
Without my notice, during the talk,
It cuffed me in a cloudy chain,
Taking me by the wrist,
And we returned to the fog again.
-via @fromlifetoshereen on Instagram