As the fog burns away 'neath the brightening Sun, a clearness settles in my blurred eyes. Landmarks of a familiar place begin to emerge; Slowly at first, their outlines sharpening in the Light. As the fog burns away a path appears at my feet New again the Way ahead slowly winds ahead, Lengthening, inviting tentative steps as of a child Learning to walk, discovering a new, growing world. As the fog burns away an inner light is kindled, Becoming brighter, reflecting the dawning Day Which beckons to be explored with hopeful promise, With unfathomable treasures for the Pilgrim who dares, Who dares to take the first step; who dares to walk; Who dares to live a new life as the fog burns away.
Times of transition are difficult. Whether the change we face is chosen or forced upon us, the flurry of the changes can leave us in a fog. But the fog clears. It always clears – sometimes slowly. When it does we can begin to see that change is possible. We can see that the way forward is clear. And as we move, as we take step after careful step, we find the promise of newness. Whatever has brought the fog into your life, know it will burn away and a new world awaits your exploration.