Fog

If there were not days shrouded in mystery,

Questions without answers,

A future enveloped in uncertainty,

What reason would we have to live?

 

With no hand to hold,

No destiny to see,

No plans carved in stone,

We embrace the fullness of life.

 

Dancing on the winds of fate,

Knowing that such winds can bring us anywhere –

Careening down to darkness in the beat of a heart,

But soaring to new heights of joy in the blink of an eye.

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