A Kaleidoscopic Fog

Poem By Nora Loch

I walked through a kaleidoscopic fog early on a spring
morning in 1996. The sun was just rising. The fog had
set a stage and our star presented its golden light,
with its rays continually in motion in the midst of the fog.

I had seen a beautiful golden glow from my dining
room--window--which seemed to beckon me to the
show. I grasped at my chance, so fortunate was I in
the potential of fulfillment. I had a camera, and it had a film!

So quickly my feet had moved me, from the house onto
the grass that it seemed as though my feet had wings!
I clicked each picture into a memory.

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