Haze

Biting wind piques senses; cold permeates - abruptly derailing logic train

emotions take reign, fuelling previously unfounded consternations.

Doubts explode into constellations, envelope spirit with greying malaise

horizon shrouded in haze, path to nowhere consumes the narrative.

For now, survival the imperative; hunker down and soothe tormented soul

time for ambition; once whole - wounds still to be found, hidden from view.