Winter Fog

Winter Fog

 

Billions of tiny cold water drops

are having their day.

 

They commit a collective crime

and hijack our world.

 

With whitewash of emptiness.

With suspense of white terror.

 

It's not a horror movie.

It's a documentary happening now.

 

To search for light, I make my own tunnel

that closes behind me instantly.

 

I search for the bright sun or tomorrow,

whichever can save the day.

 

But with both, I'll have

a bright tomorrow.

 

I had a bright sun yesterday,

but I took it for granted.

 

I have never lived in tomorrow,

but I have always lived for tomorrow.

 

The fog is densifying.

My vision is so blurred.

 

I can't even find today.

How can I find tomorrow?

 

【七律】冬雾

 

 

隔山隔水几千重，山水依然冷雾中。

满眼羽纱都盖顶，一川烟霭尽出笼。

沉浮溢满人间路，混沌充盈天下空。

人往人来明日外，往来世界自迷蒙。

 

(© Feb. 25, 2024, godog)