The gray veil walks in quietly
like a soft-footed cat
It watches the harbor breathe
the city holding its lights
waiting without a sound
The haze rests for a moment
calm on the edge of time
seeing without judging
The mist slips away
leaving silence behind
teaching us to move gently
“Fog” Summary
In this poem, the mist is compared to a cat that comes quietly and softly. It moves without noise, sits calmly, and looks over the harbor and the city. The haze does not rush or stay for long. After watching silently, it slowly moves on.
The poem shows how fog, like nature, can be gentle, mysterious, and peaceful.
