So Cold The Snow

Through forest green I walked alone,

I bore a thought I'd never known,

Before this day.

I came upon a forest glade,

Where a maiden bid me come her way,

I saw her face.

Dark eyes pooled

In solitude,

Deep within her saddened tears,

So sad, her words,

Such soft whispers,

So sad her eyes that broke my heart.

I wondered whence this lady came,

I wondered how she knew my name,

How could she know?

The mystery was deepened still,

Upon a breath of winter chill

Her sigh did float,

It's soft caress

Touched my face,

Within a scent of winter rose,

So warm, her smile,

Misplaced sweet smile,

So cold her hand that reached for mine.

We walked beneath the willow trees,

She read to me of what had been

Through pages wrote,

The saddest tale I'd ever heard,

It lingered on her spoken words

And in my throat.

My heart did ache

On the words she spake

From deep within her broken heart,

Such mournful lines,

Such tearful eyes,

Such deep sorrow that dares to grow.

Once upon a long ago

Her prince lay footprints in the snow,

She followed them,

She came upon this forest glade,

And saw him with another maid,

She cried in vain,

He laughed at her

And drew his sword,

To run it through her heart,

Without a sound

He laid her down,

No one knew what became of her.

She left me with her tears to cry,

And bid that I should say goodbye

To all her folks,

She left me with those pleading words,

To echo in my beating heart,

Forevermore,

Those spoken words

Remain unheard,

For I have no one to tell them to,

The mists of time

Have my hands tied,

So long ago, so cold the snow.