Wandering in the fog
It is hard to know where one is going
When one can’t see up ahead
Per chance a figure emerges from the droplets that fill the air
With each step you can see that look in her eyes
A smile that penetrates like the light of a clear day
The way she holds herself, your heart dearly wants to embrace
Yet it is not the time to linger
You can only try to hold on to that warmth within, as long as you can
And be grateful to feel love even for the moment
As you continue wandering in the fog
You are Not Alone
Immersive Tales for the Curious Traveler
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Karin Ravasio nature photography, blogging about motivation, success and little poems
"Under the growing Chestnut Tree i sold you and you sold me "
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Travelling is my joy of living. Sit back relax and come with me.
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
“If you have the words, there's always a chance that you'll find the way.” ― Seamus Heaney
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