Mist

The mist surrounds me,
and I see only a few
feet in front and even less
behind as I walk and
strive to live this life,
as I tread with care and
sometimes stop and consider
where I am, for I only
know a little of where
I come from and where
I am going in this mist
that maybe life and
time or even chance itself.

 

20/6/2024