Through The Fog
How the mountains peak–
lighthouses to the sun submerged.
The ocean cries to pine
pillars grasping a breath of land.
In a cull-de-sac, we exchange the image of verbs–
seagulls moving across a vibration of waves.
Each breath evaporates like commitment and love–
footsteps across a cobbled beach.
Fingerprints are observed in invisible light.