The thick autumn fog
hugs the trees and lamp posts.
Faintly can I see
beyond my own feet.
Caught in this thickness
I try not to disorientate.
Clarity will come with light
or so I tell myself.
Yet as dawn breaks
vision is not clearly restored.
I tread carefully
in what feels the right direction.
I trust I am on the right path
like countless saints before me.
Even though the path is unclear
I trust I am accompanied.
When the thickness of fog lifts,
I will see I am not far off.
As I take my next step
a deep truth surfaces:
“You are all children of light…
we are not in darkness” (1Thessalanions 5.5).
Although hugging me, this thick fog
cannot steal this deep truth.
Photo Credit: Adrian Mag
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