Reflections in the Morning Mist

As dawn's first light caresses dewy ground,

The morning mist bewitches all it veils.

Soft shadows twirl where silence wraps around,

A tranquil dance within this pale white shroud.

I wander through this world of wispy dreams,

Each breath a whisper of nature's embrace.

Reflections mirror streams in gentle seams,

Unraveling the night with tender grace.

Here, in the mist, the heart finds quiet thoughts,

Each droplet caught in time's unyielding hand.

Embracing all the peace the morning's brought,

In rippled air, where fleeting moments stand.

Through nature's haze, my soul learns to exist,

Unveiled within the calm of morning mist.