Purple Mist

In the eyes of the sky we see, the souls of people whispering in the breeze.

The mystery beyond this life brings purple mist over the light.

it shall remain a mystery and even through the haze

I ask questions that no one can answer, the purple mist blocks my way

I walk through the forest in a daze,

Not one light of day

I am lost and in a land where no one can find me

Is it a dream?

It would seem I don't understand but the purple mist it stays

I wander further and unexpectedly

I find the end... but where could I be?

The purple mist cannot be real but how did I get here?

A voice says " To get here you have to be you, a person that is righteous and true"

A face comes from the mist and beckons that I go there

Unsure I backed up behind the mist

Afraid of what might exist 

I ran into darkness, the mist was gone

But my life had no light, something was wrong

The mist and the figure were no fraud

I found out what I missed

It turned out to be God.

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