Misty mornings are mystical,  inspiring my day.

The same walk can be so different at the start of each day.

I wrote this poem 11 years ago and yet it still relevant today.

Always be aware and enjoy nature all around us. 

 

 Through Misty Woods

When everything

just gets to me

there's this place

I escape to

along the path

through misty woods

tall trees stand there

disappearing

into the mists

leading to peace

my haven there

through misty woods

shadows abound

mysteries here

somewhere to hide

no one would know

here I can walk

through misty woods

these mossy trees

standing in line

leading me on

along the track

to my escape

through misty woods

© Lissie Bull 2014