Thick fog dissipates, mimicking my clouded mind
Each crowded thought melts away as I walk amongst the sun,
the sky clearing, mono-tone,
but then previews the painted sunset to come when the day ends.
Swirls of rouge and warm orange tinges,
lines of lavender & yellow shades that hint at flowers below me.
I’m running through meadows,
up and down vast valleys farther than I can see,
but I imagine right in front of me.
My thoughts active as the birds that sing in octaves undiscovered,
and insects that shutter & *** in sounds a child would describe in simple mimics, rhymes, stutters.