You can speak now
I am ready; I will drink your scorpion tea.
Even this axe in my heart is
Beautiful in the mist.
Your knowing smile makes me wonder…
Have you come to offer me solace
Or to lead me astray
No matter: I have found my center.
Alone, I see what I did not see before.
Strength steals through my soul
This fog has taught me a thing or two.