Somewhere among the smoky stacks

This misty, whipped-cream world

Following pathways bridged by trees black and bony

Pathway covered by swirling fog

That swirls and eddies with each footstep

Where among the mists chill kiss does belonging lie?

Lost is ever-lost, footsteps traces quickly fading away

Ghost-like is this existence

A haunting  memory alone in a corner of the mind