one woman's journey to wholeness…

The Mist…

my river is hidden in a sea of mist…

like my life

everything covered…

hidden

shrouded in mystery and uncertainty

as much as I strain

 I cannot see past the mist to that which is invisible…

not for me to see

or know

and so I am forced into Patience

into sitting here in contemplation of the mist

waiting in Time

the medium through which

the Creator works

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