I look behind me
and I see Black Mountain,
wreathed in lilac mist,
a picture of beauty, peace
and stillness.

That’s funny!
I didn’t see that
as I drove over Black Mountain this morning,
rushing on my way to work.
I saw grey mist,
a dull sky,
minutes passing on the clock;
that’s all!

Yet now, from a distance,
I see Black Mountain
from a whole new perspective.
I must remember
to step back more often,
take the long view
and trust that where I am
is exactly where I am meant to be
even when all that I can see around me
is mist.

© Claire Murray