By the shorelines near the evergreen, I rest near ill-fallen treesWhen the clouds above me disappear,  and there’s hope for clarityCamouflaged in a dress dyed moss green, my body is finally at easeAnd, I’m unencumbered by fear, but cast with the curse of curiosityNow part of the unseen, I glide along with the breezeUnbothered I laid for … More Into the Mist