Dense Fog Advisory

When the fog descends

It shrouds the scenery 

In a smoky haze 

That blacks out the greenery 

An incredible charge 

Fires up from the depths 

Pushing me higher 

In an intensive process 

How much can move through? 

What will be left once it’s done?

I wonder, I watch, I wait 

I pray. 

Grant me peace, O God. 

May I see through the wispy illusions cast by the surrounding fog. 

May I relax into this transformation. 

Clear vision peeks through 

Like a hide and seek game 

Truth coming in and out of focus 

As I travel through the cloudy maze 

A quickening, an awakening 

Eyes that are seeing anew 

The fog is descending  

But it will soon lift, too  

St. Augustine Bayfront 3/5/2022