Poem: When You Just Can't See

"Morning...no sign
of devoured mountains...
or once upon a time sun...
Grey mist hangs low...
hugging the roof tops...
This is where...
faith comes in...
telling you
they're both still there...
it's just that
today...you can't see them...
but some day soon...
they'll both return...
They say...seeing is believing...
but looks like...
it's knowing
that sees you through...
when you just can't see........."
........................Quester.