MORNING MIST

Strange how the morning mist distorts reality

Certainty transformed into abstract perceptions,

The mind a bizarre planet in the early morn.

 

Across the way lights flicker in the dimness of dawn

Perchance an aperture into the cosmos secreted there,

A hidden entrance into an alternative parallel universe.

 

My mind scrutinized the eventualities of its radiance,

The morning mist secreting the reality of its meaning,

This illusion, perhaps a hallucination mystifying me.

 

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