The fog and the mist

U2 and Mary J. Blige - One

The fog I can stand
Childhood memories
Of flying
Through a cloud on earth
The joy
Celebration
Pressing the boundaries
The elation
Of the unknown
Barely seen
Unlike the mist

That covers
hides
With a dissapating
Disguise
Evades
Blurring only
Charlatans excuse thin
All
They were covered by
The mist where all
Touches
Contact
The building heat
Can be laughed off
The accidental pass

But in the fog
Comes confident clarity
Piercing
Shadows dancing
On the wall of the cave
Are merely shadows
Til
The fog thins
Into
The mist

The unending dance cries
For the return
Of the fog