Foggy Trail

I stand there alone waiting for the fog to disperse,

I am carrying my fog lights to cut through the stark white cloud,

No matter how harsh the light,

The fog refuses to go away..

The white fog separates me from my path ahead,

I stand there with all my patience,

Trying to overcome my anxiety and my fears,

Anxiety of the step ahead and fear of trail behind.

While I wait for the fog to clear the path,

I turn around to look how far I have come along,

It baffles me to see what is left behind me,

The luscious green peace and the divine beauty.

I sit down for a while on the green grass,

Trying to absorb the view around,

As the time passes by I am afraid..

Afraid that the view shall pass away too

As the battle picks up in my mind,

To walk ahead or to stay behind,

My heart chooses to stay put,

To remain where I was.

I choose to rest some more,

I choose to gaze some more,

I will let my soul grow a little more,

I will pick my path when I am ready.