Hayze

The misty glade stretches wide

The fog lays like a dream

Through a window, I gaze outside

Not all is as it may seem

Light is scattered here & there

Like bokehs floating past

I take a step with paranoid care

All slo-mo but my breath is fast

This dream has no story set in stone

No moment has been planned

In the hayze, I am alone

With grey skies & emerald land