Saturday, 20 March 2010

Morning mist

The fog, I think, has eased to a gentle mist. Not a menacing one but a mischievous, playful spirit. Beguiling and filled with hope. Bringing odd colours and mystery. I love the glimpses of clarity but also the swirling confusion. Each carries potential. Each enhances the other. And for my friends empathising with the fog earlier in the week, my prayer is that you too will know growth and possibility and find a way home through the haar.

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