Small Stones 17/2013

Foggy Friday morning in January
floating in the morning air –
hovering above the cove-
reflections in the mist
shadow from out of the fog –
gliding across the cove –
heron returns
morning mists rise from the hollows-
drifting over the ridgetops –
greeting the warming sun

Very early this morning, it appeared as if the docks were floating on air – such a magical mist ( mystical) morning.