The early morning mist immerses me in it’s arms
The cold air touches my face
Not enough to freeze me in my tracks
But enough to let me know that winter is only moments away
With coffee in hand I brace the cold
The valley has disappeared from my back yard
Only a white fluffy curtain emerges
As I walk the wet hand of the mist grazes my face
Awakening every inch of my skin that was still asleep
A feeling of fear and safety encircles me
Complex and complicated
The unknown of what lies in the mist
Interrupted by the feeling of being cocooned by a cloud
What could possibly hurt me inside of this
I could sit here all day
Drinking my coffee
Looking into the misty unknown
Wondering the endless possibilities that lie beyond it
A refreshing feeling
It detoxes me from the stress
Thinking of nothing important
Just the mindless
Giving my overworked thoughts a break
A welcomed escape inside this November mist
Day #235 SJD © 2019 Segundo Juan Devora. All Rights Reserved.
