From the Mist: An Original Poem

In the gray mist
I wait
Patient always
Through endless time
No fear, no worry
Calm solitude
Complete peace
Watching earnestly
Seeking the ray of light
The opportunity
Then I will emerge
I am born
Fresh from the mist
Original and new
Exisiting in my purest form
Never compromised
Never diluted
Always strong
I was
I am
I ever will be
From the mist
Into the light
Unchanged and true