An opaque dimness greeted the day
Obscuring all in a tender gray
Nothing of interest was left to see
For all was cloaked in mystery.
A fuzzy fog had swallowed valleys and trees
But left in their midst the comfort of ease
For the trees as they nestled in tight
Enjoying cloaks of winter’s delight.
I witnessed unexpectedly ice on some limbs
And realized more than fog had come in
By dawn our world would be icy and cold
Exploding with elegance from nature’s stronghold.