Behind the Mist

Somewhere in time the morning rests,
Behind the mist its shadow nests
Deep inside the core of thought and dreams

As day unfolds, each moment finds
A change of scene, while act unwinds
An altered view of reoccurring themes

A pause amid the hectic pace
To see more clearly face to face
Transcendent meaning in the mortal chain

And then, perhaps a chance to climb
Within the realm of space and time
Reaching out for God's Eternal Plane

By fate's design the evening tide
Rolls into place with past beside
Provoking fear of youthful goals unmet

The darkened clouds of spectral sight
Now opened through the gate of night
Releasing time and place from earthly net


Somewhere in time the morning rests,
Behind the mist its shadow nests
Deep inside the core of heart and mind

Where place and time merge into one
And hope and dreams precede new dawn
Of here and now, and always unconfined