Through fog, laid heavy upon the earth
I see your shape
in silhouette
illusion
dream
I reach for you
but find only mist
like tears floating
adrift upon a breeze
The dream is fog
amorphous hope
changing shape and
vanishing
Impossible to hold
formless as cloud
deep as night
moving away
Sun breaks through
it's light warms
taking the fog in it's rays
Your shape is gone
no silhouette
no shadow
no fog
Memory left to mourn alone
weeps for the fog
cries for
your shadow to return
