by Lynn White
One day I’ll see through the mist.
One day I’ll find you again
and uncover what I let slip away
and become lost in the fog
and the forest.
One day I’ll stop searching
and greet the mist with a smile
and watch it fade away
before it envelops me.
One day I’ll greet the sun again
as the mist clears
one day at a time.
First published in Within Darkness And Light Anthology, Nothing Books, 2017
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A very beautiful and hopeful poem. The fog perfectly represents those moments when we feel lost or don’t know which way to turn. I like how it ends with the idea that, little by little, the light returns and we learn to find our way.
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