I danced in the fog today.

Like a magical coat of invisibility
the fog hides me from the world,
transports me
to a dimension
separate from reality's time
and space.

I danced in the fog today.

The music plays only in my head
for the fog quiets the world;
it buoys my thoughts
on an ocean of white mist
as I drift on waves
undulating rhythmically.

I danced in the fog today.

Inhibitions are gone --
lost in the maze of achromatic
haze I whirl with Terpsichore,
tripping lightly over
fallen clouds
and forgotten dreams.

I danced in the fog today.

The interlude ends with the breaking
of the sun, diminishing the
illusion and washing the
world in blazing light.
Illuminated, I smile --
I danced in the fog today.