A misty haze filled the sky
a mist made of smoke
humidity
and sprinkled rain
the sun rose from the Pacific
as usual
eager to pierce through the gauzy veil
Walking today
down the wide swathe of foreshore
the high tide nibbling our ankles
to the Headland of the National Park
where dogs are given free reign
to run and scamper chase and swim
without restraint
the persistent sun finds a portal
a misty sky is pierced
however temporarily
and the world below remains
