echoes
By Sharon Lia Robinson

i’m in touch with the echoes. the deep secret stones of  life’s dominion. sudden passage ways. the first storm of this winter; a haven. i have found the companionship . . . of a new form within myself. winter solitude finds expression. the voice of shadow.

the heart of clay surrenders. the mild breath of renewal. finds a hearth in the heat of winter. life forecasts a new symmetry.

i am in touch with the echoes. the deep secret stones of life’s dominion. sudden passage ways. the first shattered particles flowing, into embers of green handsome vision.