Fog Walking

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Fog is a great teacher, 
blurring out the long view, 
bringing my vision closer to home, 
and giving the world an immediacy 
that requires attentiveness. 

I enjoyed a morning stroll in the fog around Capitol Park in Sacramento and composed this poem in the process.

It forces me to find my clarity, 
not in the distant vision, 
but in the world revealed 
by walking in it. 

The circle of my awareness 
travels with me, as the world 
I just passed disappears 
into the haze behind me 
and the path ahead opens 
and offers itself to me. 

Our dreams and goals may give us direction, but, even more important, they teach us what life has in store for us as we walk toward it. Think of a moment when the path to your goal revealed something unexpected to you about life, about the world, about others, or about yourself?

© 2020 Nick Leforce
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Like the days of my life 
opening and closing, 
passing one into another, 
the past blurring into a haze 
but a bit more like the wake 
from a boat because I can see 
further behind me than I can ahead. 

I may have a grand vision 
of where I am going, or a place 
I pin on the coordinates of a map. 
My imagined paradise may or 
may not ever appear but I know 
I will learn by walking toward it 
what life has in store for me.