Fogwalk
Early morning
Through trees beyond seafrost fields
Spread out up ahead 
My path is sundrenched
By sliced lightrays
By grey and cold sparkled roughcuts
By silhouettes and vapour shadows
By illumination 
A speckled raiment of gentle stillness
A visual fanfare 
An earthly window of draped lightfall
A wonderburst of bliss
Foglifts
I walk back
Through trees beyond seafrost fields