Analysis of The Morning Fog

Sonnet 23
The Morning Fog
The early morning fog on autumn days
Transports the mind to a mystical place
As sunlight seeps through trees like heaven’s rays
And the glory of God and man embrace,
When familiar places come off unknown
With the fairy fog blanketing the grass
And the wet road ahead dissolves unshown
Into a hidden snowy castle pass,
With every secret fortress in my mind
Secluded deeper than souls under white
Vapor blankets to go up from mankind,
He appears, bright as day, the thief at night.
That one morning I thought with awe and fear
“Swift as fog fades, we’ll disappear.”