Throwback #12: 4/6/2009

I go through life as if i'm blind
and walk through mist but do not mind
for in the fog i often find
it's good to leave what's left behind

fog on the water
waves crashing down
rocks smoothed by ocean
mist all around.
nothing more perfect
on the edge of land
a beautiful story
a beautiful plan.

-D.B.
10/2012