My Lake Mist Story
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The morning mist upon the lake,
Unfolds my story, no mistake.
A canvas of the mind it seems,
A Rorschach test of life and dreams.
The misty veil that lies ahead,
Conceals the path that I must tread.
But in its haze, a glimpse I see,
Of what my future holds for me.
The ripples on the water face,
Reflect on my journey, time, and space.
The ups and downs, the twists turned,
The lessons learned, the bridges burned.
The misty shroud that hovers near,
A mirror of my hopes and fears.
A gentle breeze blows the way,
A sign that I must snatch the day.
The morning mist upon the lake,
A reminder of the choices I make.
To chart my course with purpose true,
And let my dreams adopt wing and soar anew.
Written: June 08, 2023
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2023
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