I enjoyed the opening stanza.... So realistic! When there is only faint light one feels the rotund chair tops and the hulk of the table while proceeding to the balcony.... The mist covered sky being compared to a white washed canvas is a great image and the hills and trees slowly emerging from cover is beautiful!
That obscuring veil of mist becomes
A diaphanous gauze of translucence,
Asserting hill-crest and hill-rock
Along my trans-urban horizon.
A picturesque description of the scenery watched through a diaphanous gauze of mist!
A Cynic Turns Away
Speak true, they said and sniggered when I took them at their word.
Play fair, they said, Winking as they cheated me and others.
You will learn the rules as you go on; If you win, you're one of us. If you lose, we disown you.