Let’s be something

like snow melting…

petals slipping from their branches into water,

form and gold returned to mystery and light –

released again – yes,

as wings must always be.

Poem and Photograph by Sarah Rehfeldt

Sarah Rehfeldt lives with her family in western Washington where she is a writer, artist, and photographer. Her poems have appeared in Blueline; Appalachia; and Weber – The Contemporary West. Sarah has published two collections of image poems – most recently From the Quiet Edges of the Forest in 2018. You can visit her photography, art, and poetry web pages at: