when the fog rolls in . we concentrate on the path . and take the next step
a quiet moment . amid the chaos, allows . for true reflection
there are odd moments . of clarity that seem to . make things less certain
with the fog lifted . there’s a better idea . of the big picture
when conditions change . and the mask has been removed . the beauty is gone
when it is unclear . if the warning’s old or new . proceed with caution
many decisions . are made after looking through . a dirty window
with patience and time . clarity arrives, leaving . ideas behind
it takes a clear mind . to see in reality . what is possible
simply walking . requires stepping carefully . in a winter fog
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