The mist is only an illusion.
It challenges your courage and questions how far you are willing to go.
Walking the mist filled path is a lifetime journey.
With many rivers, bends, and hills.
With interesting and mythical creatures, who just so happen to be your next door neighbors.
What you learned from Mother Goose, was just the turn of the iceberg.
Because at the end of the day,
The mists part, and the stars shine true the way as clear as the Sun.
And you but only have to step forward,
Through the mist.
*Photo by a fetching fellow.