" Another Reflection "

[Gina Marie]

The clearing appears empty, " he says looking over a fine layer of snow covering every surface -- powdery and chill underfoot. The smooth stump of the old felled oak is covered with a layer of frost.

" I am here, you are here and that is all that matters, " she shivers, looking up at the thin pin prick of stars up above on this cloudless night and over the dark lake waters spreading out beyond the last of the evergreen pines. firs that only give ground at the very edge of those lapping waters.

" Only in dreams and once in a blue moon are we here, my reflection, " his voice carrying over waters whose lapping is locked beneath a sheen of ice, winter holding the entire forest in her fingers, denuding the branches like a handmaid by her master.

" One day, a reality and you are always in my heart -- my every day is one step closer to you, " she smiles a smile that carves its way between ice flows.

" You have quite the journey then, " he says, turning and looking around to see, once again, her smile faded and how the clearing appears.

[Gina Marie]

Thank you, Grey. It's always a pleasure to hear from you.

[Angela]

The tone and rythm of this post are nearly dreamlike. I felt there was an improtant communication happening that I did not need to fully understand in order to appreciate. I wondered if this might have something to do with Narcissus, but your tags didn't give me any clues about that. Even with my questions, this stands as beautifully crafted. Nice to hear from you, Elspeth.