The Fog

In the haze of this maze

Dazed and fazed by crazed days --

Through the enshrouding cloud

Cloaked and choked in the crowd --

Amidst this mess and mist

A kiss of bliss oft missed --

Beneath these sheets of grief

Bereaved of all relief --

Behind mind's blinding veil

Misty eyes tell through scales --

Across that mossy bog

These beat feet slowly slog --

Under thunderous sky

Wondering why yet I

F​​ocus On God.

©️ Matt Decker

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