Author Sunil Uniyal fog in the valley~ trees and mountains recede then vanish ... ... the dawn's draped in fog, the pheasant forgets to sing~ where are you, O sun? ... ... the sun-god at last felling fog with his arrows - trees and hills appear. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments