misty rain

the condensation

lingers on the yarn of my scarf

the perfect layer of droplets

thin and fine

consistent and covered

i walk strong

despite the tremors below my boots

the ice patches hidden by the darkness

the shine camouflaged into the sidewalk

black ice

each breath, no longer a sigh

lungs filled to capacity

every bit of oxygen taken in

circulated through my cells

the memories will never leave me

you are imprinted on each of those cells

love of my life

i said it

i meant it

but with each breath

i breathe for me

again

i repair my soul

i renew my soul

i recharge my strengths

i honour my weakness

i am thankful for the awareness

and the knowledge

i am thankful for you

and for him

and for the others

i am patient

i am the dew

that moisture

not morning dew that lingers past the dawn

but that perfect plane

of misty rain

coating everything

not absorbed

or yet dense enough to drip

just a breezy cling

to every molecule

i can

i will wait

for what happens next

when the clouds may drift apart

when the snow begins to melt down the drain

and the sun beats down on

the Earth again

for my fate

for what my next move

is