The Hidden Secret

From deep within the earth,
A warm intoxicating mist appears;
Damping the forest it envelops,
Leaving behind a glittering dust,
Only the gifted few comprehend,
Leaving misunderstanding, time, and
reason for the blind
But in time more will see, only what the clerics see
The flight of wings at early morning light,
that clears the mist surrounding the world tight
Is not just the gentle breeze from the mountains
protecting us,
But an old friend that for most of the time has never asked,
for more than the freedom it seeks
And has always given more than allowed
To ponder the thoughts of our past;
the first embers of fire to the
Cure that comes from sights unseen
We only have to thank God above
And the misunderstood friend that is never seen,
And always here.