Face in the Mist

In its embrace so complete,

The mist obliterated reality;

All signs of known existence,

Gone.

Yet,

The outline of a face

Once familiar

Was sensed,

In the midst

Of this rolling white

Nothingness.

Or,

Was it merely

A remnant of memories

From a past nearly forgotten

The mist

Could not obliterate?

 Dalhousie, Himachal Pradesh, 4^th July 2012