Monday, March 7, 2011

evanescent

i sat,

stunned, silent, and staring,

worlds around me dissolved in a mist,

atoms forming what I knew so well

now left me confused and unknowing.


carefully I ventured through the fog,

what shapes are in the distance?

distorted and unclear

my mind composes an unlikely truth

to keep me pressing on;

did your eyes catch my mist?