Fog

I'm walking blindly through this fog.
This path, it's mesmerizing.
I walk with no guidance.
This fog holds no knowledge.
Of the past, present or future.
As I stumble along on this unknown road.
I feel a presence say soft words into my shoulder.

It greets me with warm arms and sweet nothings.
Not guidance but reassurance.
This is no mistake.
A pleasant surprise for my journey.
Worth more than a thoroughly planned route. - See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11583593-Fog.-by-Hayzlenut#sthash.HVmLz2JV.dpuf

I'm walking blindly through this fog.
This path, it's mesmerizing.
I walk with no guidance.
This fog holds no knowledge.
Of the past, present or future.
As I stumble along on this unknown road.
I feel a presence say soft words into my shoulder.

It greets me with warm arms and sweet nothings.
Not guidance but reassurance.
This is no mistake.
A pleasant surprise for my journey.
Worth more than a thoroughly planned route. - See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11583593-Fog.-by-Hayzlenut#sthash.HVmLz2JV.dpuf

I'm walking blindly through this fog.
This path, it's mesmerizing.
I walk with no guidance.
This fog holds no knowledge.
Of the past, present or future.
As I stumble along on this unknown road.
I feel a presence say soft words into my shoulder.


It greets me with warm arms and sweet nothings.
Not guidance but reassurance.
This is no mistake.
A pleasant surprise for my journey.
Worth more than a thoroughly planned route.

I'm walking blindly through this fog.
This path, it's mesmerizing.
I walk with no guidance.
This fog holds no knowledge.
Of the past, present or future.
As I stumble along on this unknown road.
I feel a presence say soft words into my shoulder.

It greets me with warm arms and sweet nothings.
Not guidance but reassurance.
This is no mistake.
A pleasant surprise for my journey.
Worth more than a thoroughly planned route. - See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11583593-Fog.-by-Hayzlenut#sthash.HVmLz2JV.dpuf

I'm walking blindly through this fog.
This path, it's mesmerizing.
I walk with no guidance.
This fog holds no knowledge.
Of the past, present or future.
As I stumble along on this unknown road.
I feel a presence say soft words into my shoulder.

It greets me with warm arms and sweet nothings.
Not guidance but reassurance.
This is no mistake.
A pleasant surprise for my journey.
Worth more than a thoroughly planned route. - See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11583593-Fog.-by-Hayzlenut#sthash.HVmLz2JV.dpuf