The Fog of the World – PianoTweet 326

Fog all over the Netherlands.
Fog.

In the streets and between the trees.
All over my fingers and hands.

Descending clouds and their grey humidity
hold all creatures as their prisoners in disguise.

There’s a Fog in our World.

We search for lights,
pointing into a direction.
Showing us with a beam or two
towards a clear road.

The Fog of the World – PianoTweet 326