In the haze of this maze
Dazed and fazed by crazed days
Through the enshrouding cloud
Cloaked and choked in the crowd
Amidst this mess and mist
A kiss of bliss oft missed
Beneath these sheets of grief
Bereaved of all relief
Behind mind's blinding veil
Misty eyes tell through scales
Across that mossy bog
These beat feet slowly slog
Under thunderous sky
Wondering why yet I
Focus On God.
©️ Matt Decker
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