Fog comes during early nights of fall, slowly crawling and swallowing everything in its path, making everything disappear into nothingness.
During such nights there is only one thing that fog doesn't hide and it's an oak tree on the edge of the road. It stands tall over everything else. The moonlight that shines on the tree, gives an illusion, of the oak being amongst the stars. The oak tree, the only real thing left in this fog swallowed night.
Some say that during such nights if one looks up at the tree, between the glowing branches, there's and image of two people dancing in the light of the stars, there's nothing left real this night for this couple ,in a world of fog , but the love they feel for each other.
Others say it's a fake, a foolish childish story and there's nothing of kind that can exists in this life. Who's to say whose right and to say who's wrong? I always was told that people in love see a different world.
Two hearts can be bonded by love's silky strand. And for eternity those hearts will be together and there's nothing in the world that could cut through that strand, making them pull apart. Two people in love are stronger than the world itself. And even when there's nothing left and everything's fallen apart the love that holds those two together will always be around.
Just like that tree on the side of the road that stands above the rest of the world. It took hours and days, weeks and years for the tree to grow, but now it looks down at everything else from among the stars themselves.