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.