Haiku Poem: Dancing Fog

An arising fog

Dances on the crystal lake.

Symphony of youth.

Have you ever seen the fog arise on a crisp morning day? How about the way it dances and floats on top of a lake? What beautiful scenery it is.

I had a lake where I grew up and went fishing. The early dew would arise from the lake like tango dancers.  This image reminded me of how vibrant dancing really is and how much energy we have in our youth.

Symphony came to my mind because of nature’s coherence, harmony, and orchestration. Also, symphonies produce glorious music to awake our soul from slumber.

I feel like stringing these words together in a poem helps me revision all the fond memories I had growing up. Thanks for reading. I hope it was inspiring. Blessings!