I had to take this photograph this morning, with the mist hanging off the flanks of the hills. Surreal and engaging. Further interest is provided by the the crows sitting on the fence posts, looking bemused, or lost or resting!!?
Lost in a moment,
rooted to the fence post.
Pondering life, the universe,
and everything….answers please!
Or perhaps continued
mystiness,...
Mystery.
Moments in time.
lost and found,
dark and light.
The still, small voice..
calling; mist parting; new perspective?
Bespoke words, tailored
for you and I, surrounded by, something missed,
but on target……
Musings 