Mystery shrouds, in a misty dawn

Spirits converge, on clouded morn

Gathering, while the city sleeps

About the landscape, silently creep

As not to awaken the human race

Whose shadows linger in this place

For while they dream, of tomorrow

Others mourn, in unearthly sorrow

Until the fog lifts, and the air, clear

They’ll live in a silent, funereal drear

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Photo by © Paul Militaru Used with permission – Thank you, Paul!! Do visit his blog to see all his wonderful photos!!