landscape lost
in a humid cloud
of nebulous mist
that moist descends
upon us
dispersing white
mist, seesawing –
what a sight
to behold
before us
fog twirling around
pale smokestacks,
we are found
within this world,
swirling around
droplets condensing
on your cheek and brow
now start flowing
further down
moistening your clothes
moisture becomes vapour
as the nebula disperses,
the air clean and pure
washed, surely greets us
welcome home