Fog

Cold autumnal morning, Winter warning sounds around As fog seeks to enter And smother the mind From seeing the future Keeping you blind; Fog on the river, Fog on the road, Foot off the gas, fog on the grass; This seeping damp Dressed as clouds Lowering the light Lowering the sounds Fog seeps into every place Attempting to drown The unaware; Fog signals cold in the atmosphere With everywhere enveloped in damp air; Some love the fog As it covers a lot of fears With a cloud that disappears The moment the sun begins to shine; Love the fog, It gives you time to think, Time for reorientation, to find your place, To discover your station; Fog covers a crime, a love, a time to hide, As life goes on around you; When it lifts Time returns to you And fog fills your mind To excuse your time lost in the fog.