The mist disappears
into the dark
with the landscape
it envelopes,
you walk through
both, and one
is little more than the ground
beneath your feet,
wet asphalt and gravel,
the sole solid thing,
the second finally
becomes the rain
falling upon you,
the liquid essence
of being.
18.12.2025
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