Fog

Early morning, late nights nearing dawn

An Eden in the midst of chaos

When clouds descend to rest

I take comfort in that dead of silence

When Mother Nature is too tired to cry

It all seems so clear

The world undisturbed by the effervescence of man

Free from the wailings and pains of this thing we call life

Serenity

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