We walk across ths snowy fields
a chance meeting yet we always
knew this day would arrive.

I do not know your face
from dreams of a spirit
walking between tall trees,
always obscured and hidden.

But with the song playing out
here between each snowflake.
I know it is you.

Robyn Lee of Through The Healing Lens was kind enough to ask about paring a poem of mine with her photo “Beloved”.  Please view the collaboration here.