In the Mist

I stand in the mist of the unclear.
You can not see me but, your
Vision will clear.

Perhaps, not today or tomorrow,
But, somewhere on this road of
Life we will meet.

Hard to believe as many things
Are, yet it is a feeling calling
Out to me. I know this, even if
I can not say your name.

Let what is meant to be occur.
Have hope and faith, continue
To stare at the hazy image.

One day this vision will clear and
You will see I am your calling too.

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