Yes, i have lost my path
i have left the road but the mist has cleared the sea is calm and although my eyes are closed i can see for the first time, my mouth is shut but am singing louder i want to make the next city of dreams not for me not for you not for anyone it ll be mine it ll be yours it ll be for everyone without mist's and a sea with river water
The drops of mist from crashing falls
descend upon my face and scatter in the whirling breeze to dance in playful grace.
Olive juice hovers
summoning ivory mist closing fiery lips
Morn’s lingering mist... Silently skimming off the water’s edge. Deft tendrils reach out, to playfully taunt and tease... Digging and uncovering... Like a slow and worn... But trusty dredge. Unearthing unwelcomed memories of (c)old, like an abrupt winter’s breeze. .
Towards every sound, I can only move.
My eyes tied back masked in the fog. No light shining through No one to guide me. Like a glacier in the vast abyss floating towards nothing. Only accompanied by the echoes of yesterday. -Kore
Heard the voice calling in his heart Grew his wings Beyond the horizon he flies There's no map of the skies Nobody heard his cries Lost forever in the mist Of his mind His way back he couldn't find So he moved on Fading into the colors of sunset Nothing left behind
Shrouded, in a mist,
Enriched, in a cyst; I saw you skid, Slip, in a slit; Diving in your cove, Hiding in your jove; Rolling down the hills, I saw you in the midst; In chaos, I reigned, And in silence, it rained; Reminding me of you, Gliding into the hue..
Dancing with clouds
is a dream I carry, but soon I am reminded that I would slip through the mist. I dream to be a bird, but can only be given the life of rain droplets.
Singing the way rain sings
in a deluge of dawn fog, driving through like cutting knife-- a hot blade in butter-- this engine putters and pushes on, sweet, so sweet the tune, lost in a mist his voice echoes like billowing clouds, she rests on her pillows in wait, for he'll be home soon.