A Pleasant Haunting

The fog rolls in from the Winter’s dormant lake

The tranquilly of a long cold season has been disturbed

Unexpected warmth breaks the doldrums

The unknown from the known elicits emotion


The break from arctic winds is well received

Gray smoke settles in as a physical reminder

All is right but only for a period

Uprooted perception brings forth chaos


For the reprieve, gratefulness is quickly expired

Yet not for the knowledge of a frosty return

But for desecration of experienced knowledge

The mind is challenged from uncertainty


Through the passing shuttle of warmer air

Nature strikes down with simplistic impunity

The affirmation of a mortal soul’s helplessness

In its quest, control is but the fleeting fog itself



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