Dancing Mist

It came gleeming from the far off shore
    that dancing mist of time forgot
Colouring all my visions with remembrance
    of the past and the lessons learned there
And I welcomed it with open heart and eye
    glad of it's warm embrace of intellect
As it led me merrily upon the path of light
    carrying to my present door
        not alone...yet questing
After the meaning to be gathered and dusted off
    and brought out anew to marvel over
Bringing a smile to my face and light
    to a heart a cloud had covered in rain
Which embued the seed within me to growth
    leading me ever upward to your reach
And upon your knee once more I sat, listening
    to the wise words spoken from old lips
        to this young/old heart
Ever will I welcome such a dancing mist
    if ever it choses to visit here again

04/20/95  Terry Schorer