MIST CLEARING,…THE FACE OF YOU.
Though my eyes are clouded, a face through the mist.
Looking back at me, an expression i can not name.
Stirring me deep inside, feeling. But what is this?
Slowly changing over time.
A soul unbroken, yet not the same-
humanities rearranged, peeling away surface-
A soul of life’s experience, mist clearing,…the face of you.