Ethereal

The path to fruition is hidden in a fog

To prevent me from composing my blog

I am unable to see the proper way

Because the way is clouded by an essay

My vision is hindered by a collection of trees

That conspires to infect my thoughts with disease

You see a disparity with the obvious facts

While I see only the reasoning that attracts

The problem is complicated by things that require

Because it's fractured by a egregious desire

This is a symbolic sketch!