The Lady in Black
peers out at me
as I peer in at her.
But does one see the other?

Is she watching me
as I watch her?
A mirror of herself
hanging in a silent world?

Two framed captives held
by space and time.
We meet between our worlds.
A silent moment exchanged.

Invited to tea
‘midst frozen chords.
Piano’s serenade –
sounds imagined but unheard.

Time has stopped.

Eternal moment,
a brief exchange
beyond the reach of time?
But future to present must turn.
I rise.