In the Mist

Mountains and Rivers 286

There are still answers, in the mist,

calling out stops the echoes,

of our mind, no way to be sure,

of jumbled thoughts, misled teachers.

In the mist,

there is only,

the comfort of desperation,

sweating through the storm, quietly,


the ladder,

climbing, higher,

letting go of the candy,

no need to see,

only to trust.

The mist teaches us,

to know anyway,

the answers are in, the questions,

and hearing,

is in the calling out.


Note: This is inspired by Rumi type of poetry.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Blessings to everyone and peace!

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

21 thoughts on “In the Mist

    1. Thank you MichelleMarie! It’s so good to hear from you. Thank you for your wonderful comments. We are good here. I hope your daughter is doing ok.

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