With Me

The evening snow drifts
like feathers in the moonlight
as I walk through this silent winter night..
Can you feel them dancing on your hair;
feel them kiss your face as you walk with me?

The breeze is playing tunes
in the branches of the trees along the way
pirouetting in the snow around my feet.
Can you hear the silent melodies
as it gently licks your ears beneath my whispers?

The moon winks from behind a lazy cloud
playing peek-a-boo in the dark,
casting shadows stretched like spider silk.
Can you see it glowing silver on the snow;
see the magic shimmer as your hand is held in mine ?

For you are everywhere I go,
as I wander silent trails along the way
you are there, though the miles keep us apart,
you are with me every step, 
carried in the shelter of my heart.




february 2005
Janet Reid