Misty Amidst

Misty Amidst
White-out like it’s been wiped out,
Fragments of memories scatters all over the universe.
Impossible to see it, but it sits right on the nose,
Feelings of emotions diverse.
The emotions themselves know.
Variety of crisis invades thickly and yet wet, Hesitantly,
see ahead unclear-ly, asking which choice is best?
The path leads blurry.
Still, the crisis surrounds hovering all directions,
Persevering with the courage to complete the given missions.
For patience is key, yellow beams shine through worries
lifting fears off souls, cutting through stress- triggers,
and then familiar images appear
Thick saggy crisis becomes greener and friendly,
The floral aroma in the warm breeze roams around freely.
It’s now visible to the naked watery eyes,
The forehand brushes the issues away.
The smile thanks to the sky,
Eventually, the path reveals the way.

© Llewellyn McDonald