Frost and Fog Sarah McPorter
I walk a world of frost and fog Skeletal trees like ghosts, wraiths wreathed in vapor Tree tips softening, blurring, smudging into the clouds Pearlescent silhouette, fading back into the brume realm Hidden land discovered with each step, drifting further Deeper, leaving behind all known and real and solid Haze upon the ground, leaves rimmed in shimmer Glitter sparkling diamond dust on branch and duff Dawn twilight gloaming, entering ethereal grey mists Haunted hallowed halls of the forest, eerie, enchanting Wander with the hidden fae, calling soul to slip away Disappear in shrouding fog and frost, lured by will-o’-the-wisps Skin chilling, thrilling, trilling with delight in winter Heart rushing, blood flushing, excitement bursting inside Listening, yearning, brisk air freezing stinging biting, effervescent Wisps covering the forest floor, beckoning, whispering Step through the veil, the doorway between the trees Seek the secrets, aerial, twixt shadow and light Fire heart, wind spirit, rambling on into the uncanny realm Tree and ice and mist your home and heart and hearth Fair folk, undine, sylphs, and dryads, kin and kith and ken Ride the trail of icing dew drops, follow their dancing laughter Like chiming bells, crackling hoarfrost, urging transcendence Shedding soul’s cage, adventure into the unearthly realm Land of fantasy and wonder, heart’s desire Traipse through dream and delight, discarnate Among the trees in the cold embrace of ice crystal clouds Come, dreamer, wandering heart, discover and play Join the mischievous fae, with the lady of the masks Wear the shadow’s cloak, twirl with the guardian of dreams
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