Through the Mist
	Through the mist, there is a stream.
	Colors and shapes fill the once hollow ditch.
	It flows with grace, and harsh resistance.
	The boulders, proud obstacles.
	It all forms a picture and unites.
	Changes in intensity and patterns, send you a message.
	Feeling different emotions, experiencing different feelings.
	Some ignore, others seek truth.
	At first, without thought, complicated.
	After a moment, after it has passed
								Kasey