In these early autumn mornings
the hills awaken and cast off their blankets to greet the sun,
covering those of us who walk the valley.
The fog envelops me
as a shroud of infinite mystery and unknowing
the fog embraces me
as a comforter of divine presence and certainty.
Seeing these as one and the same
I know I am catching a glimpse of God.
(Photo by Karen, Hurricane, WV)