Awoke to silence,
a room filled with dim light.
I open the front door and
I step into nature’s cool embrace,
damp fingers of fog wrap around my face.
Surrounded by white, completely blind,
I follow the sound of your voice.
Mind filled with the fog of indecision,
a clear path forward suddenly obscured by thick clouds
that keep me from moving forward too fast.
listen to the inner voice.
Take small steady steps ’till the clouds dissipate,
and the horizon is visible again.