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The echo of the night wind
Carries remnants of my heart
In your hand, you still grasp
All the very best parts
.
The echo of the rain
Carries remnants of my sadness
Tears fall, newly unleashed
In the stillness of madness
.
The echo of the silence
Carries remnants of my life
Deeds all wrong, things left undone
Flowers growing amidst all the strife
.
The echo of the darkness
Carries remnants of my soul
No light, no chance to amend
Weeds springing up in snow’s bitter cold
.
The echo of the stillness
Like remnants of regret, like a wraith
Sending shivers down bones’ length
Threatening to encompass all faith
.
The echo of profound grace
Invades like a blast of full wind
A growing mountain of love
Despite the weight carried in life's sin
About the Creator
Cindy Calder
From Charleston SC - "I am still learning." Michelangelo
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Comments (4)
Love how you kept saying the word echo, it really sets the mood for your poem. Great work 👌
Love this, keep up the good work.
Beautifully worded.
This poem is so beautiful- breathtaking. Fabulous job on repeating the echo and then tying to different things. I loved It!!💕