Fog

 

The fog lifts

My breath gets clearer

The shimmer of sun , crisp underfoot alights and delights

My existence

The hovering and shadowing of family as the legions of

Angels sing and dance close by

Awaiting my mental shift 

I long for my marching orders again

When I will  I feel you breathing  more and more life into me

I am reminded of these little things so grand, so pure

I am reminded of the people and things I cherish in the silvery fog  

The important things remain, Love, Forgiveness and
Gratitude