A mystical fog wafts over the pond,
Over and thru fields of corn;
Blurring tree lines and hiding rooftops.
The world seems small with its ceiling and walls;
And the earth is quiet and still;
I find peace in the silence.
Dewdrops adorn the fence;
A lone hay bale compliments the serenity;
And a stink bug sits with anticipation of a new day.
As sunbeams break thru…
Golden leaves, like glitter, gracefully dance their way to the ground;
As the rising sun warms the air,
And the fog begins to fade.
A joining of earth and heaven.
♥️
Andi
Coffee with Andi 