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