Slow mists rises from the pond.

Only to branch out over the ground.

What to say about this phenomenon?

Other than its all around.

Can't see through it. Too thick.

Possible, that it is hard as brick.

It surrounds anything in the grasp.

Such a strong grasp.

Light peeks though, greeting.

My heart fleeting.

Such a wonderful phenomenon.

My heart beating.

Slow mist rises from the pond.

Can't see through it. Too thick.

Light peeks though, greeting.

As new life meeting.

Too late, its around.