#FebruaryFalls Poetry Challenge Day 22: [brumous] 

The Curse (Original Poetry)
Underneath the clouded sky
The brumous atmosphere.
Covers the land end to end,
No place is left empty.

Once bright, now under a curse
Longing for a new day
Yet still broken it remains
As strong flowers now fade.

Only true beauty can break
The curse upon this place.
The kind that’s seen through true love,
Can shine light on the gray.