Fog makes the world intimate.

Fog is a still rain that has donned color and form.  

Fog seems tangible;
but not enough for holding, or acquiring its sensation.  

Fog begs you recognize that there are things beyond your sight;
  things you would pretend you knew if you could see them.  

Fog can be beautiful or it can reveal beauty.

Fog is a wild calmness a shroud, a surrender;
an invitation to wonder, and to accept.  

Fog can hide what you wish you could see.

Fog seeks patience.

Fog can overstay its welcome, can bring to much closeness;
can limit the same senses it invites to reflection.  

Fog is a shadow that points to the light.

With gratitude,



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