a time for everything

O my burning heart
rage not for moments lost that
care not for your beat

a desire to belong

hidden steps

hidden by the mist
my footsteps will remain
forever lost to me

only an echo

 

cold is the mountain
showing no pity, it mocks
the calls of lost souls

 

J M lysun

The Fog

I am truly lost
yet the path I know is here
it is humid now

 

J M Lysun