in the wake of the white misty day in the woods,
there’s an eternally soft and chilling fog,
clouding your vision no further than a foot ahead of you.
let go of your fear; let your imagination run amok.
hold your heart steady, like holding a koala’s bottom.
you will come back alright. just keep holding them.
And open your eyes, see this wonder, rejoice!
7.7.2024
Ralph with Coffee 