Through the Mist

Photo by John E. Fenwick

Through the mist,
distorted, barren, 
this altered landscape 
emerges. What eyes
drink in breaks the 
strongest heart. What
feet roam over steals
the slightest breath.
These scars, they hurt.
Bleeding. Broken. Heavy.
Where does life begin
in this ravaged, tormented
wasteland? How do we start over
with stuttering, shattered hearts? 
Is the healing through the mist?

© 2018 Jennifer N. Fenwick

In the Eye of the Storm: Stories of Survival and Hope from the Florida Panhandle. Coming to Amazon, January 2019.