Huddled Soul in the Mist

Huddled Soul in the Mist

Can you make out the huddled shapes in the mist

they are a cloud of interwoven energy

I can’t see their face, I can’t see how many souls are there

And yet I know the nature of each of the elements surrounding me

the mist is what I am not

the mist is what is keeping me from myself

the mist subtly change how I think of myself, until I am fooled

the mist bears my shadows within

You and I are the forms huddled beyond the mist

we are a ball of energy, of consciousness, that can’t be separated even if it is in two distinct bodies

our truth is out there, beyond the mist

a truth of beauty and creation and love

a truth we will see only when we start fighting and chasing away the mist

it is a hard battle to fight, because the mist always finds new ways to enter our body, through our mouth and nostril, blinding our eyes, making us think we are part of it

and I am partly under its influence while writing these very words


About Erik Vincenti Zakhia

Dear all, I will share with you many of my poems, short stories, drawings and paintings telling of my journey of self-discovery and my reflections about life, love, art, spirituality, sexuality, kundalini rise, and twin flames. They all fall within the realm of Hazen. May you have an inspiring visit!


  1. Omg yes. So perfect. I’m fighting to get out of the mist. I pray my twin soul strength to fight as well. I love him so very much.


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