mist

Extravigant blessing poured all over. Peace that blows and surrounds causing drawing and yearning of heart. Though future is like walking by the beach when the mist rolls in. Glimpsing the route. Feeling and hearing the draw of the waves. The soft touch of the path cuts and erases me over time. When will the light burn through? The mist seems to surround my mind clouding my thoughts. Bring clarity of mind that i might be able to focus and hear the still small voice.