MIST CLEARING,…

THE FACE OF YOU.

 

Though my eyes are clouded, a face through the mist.

Looking back at me, an expression i can not name.

 

Stirring me deep inside, feeling.  But what is this?

Slowly changing so over time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A soul unbroken, yet not the same-

humanities rearranged, peeling away surface-

revealing anew…

 

A soul of life’s experience, mist clearing,..

the face

 

of you.