Creature of Mist

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In the silent, misty morning he searches for himself.

Creature of Mist

by stevewaldrop

Treading fearless in the gloom

Among the shrouded dripping boughs,

Steps as silent as the tomb.

Shards of life still burn Where very seldom sought

Beyond the gaze of blinded souls,

There he wanders deep in thought.

Frozen time forever calls To draw him further still

Into the hidden wonders deep And there his soul to thrill,

Gently beating heart In time to nature’s soul

And yearning heart seeks evermore

To be at last made whole.

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