Quiet Meeting
Quiet one night when I walked easily from the warmth of lights, out into the silent snow.
My eyes drifted among the stars, until I sensed another, warm and innocent, skipping and striding expertly on the frozen grass.
It stopped and started and ran to me, so close I could see it’s breath in the cold crisp air, full of life and wonder, for a moment we spoke without words, just we together, eyes engaged as one.
With sudden speed of it’s nature, my eyes saw the image I held disappear in the cold darkness of the woods nearby, knowing all was well and right as it should be.
Just a moment, a time in space together were we, A gentle moment so dear to me.
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