Winter Mist Fall

An unusual mist fall comes every evening this winter. A blend of warm cold rising from sky to earth, pressed down snugly by warm ocean breezes moving in. A strange newness on the land in Christmas time 2015. Time slips quickly away lost in gray overcast clouded dreams. Twilight dances in on the horizon drawing down a waltz od dew and hazy fog. 'tween the night of christmas eve and day creeping towards the nerw year. All begins to fade disappearing in the hours passing awaiting the rise of the sun filled with warmth to heat the chilling as the time of dreams are done but they will rise and sleep again life clings to its promise and its hope that may lie unseen and hidden lest it be known that tomorrow waits its turn.