Morning Mists

early morning
darkness covered
sitting waiting
for the sun
to start the
unveiling

time passes
but darkness holds
its grip on the night
wondering the cause
outside ventured

fog had settled
blocking the light
like a fairy tale dream
visible objects peeking
shrouded by mist
clouding the vision
erie feeling
another time perhaps

silence of the birds
as they waited
for their day
to begin
to forage for daily
sustenance

heat of the day
brings a sigh
of relief
songs of nature
awake as one

all is well
once more