Each day a little further into the mist she seeps,
Each night more tightly she clings to the real.
The fog enfolds, ensnares, envelops:
Like a besieged city she remains steadfast and forlorn.

The fog no longer comes on little cat feet
Nor will it ever move on.
Relentless and indifferent
With wolf eyes it claws at her memories,
Now all shredded and bleeding.

She reaches out a hand from somewhere beneath the shroud,
She searches for love, for life, for me, for God.
Her hand is firm and soft and certain,
But her thoughts reel in clouds of confusion and despair.
Implacable, the fog spreads along the byways and alleyways of her mind,
Encircling her dreams and dashing hope on jagged stone.

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Editor’s Note: The featured image is “Die Landschaft Mit Den Drei Bäumen (The Three Trees)” (1643) by Rembrandt van Rijn (1606-1669), courtesy of Wikimedia Commons.

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