contemplativeHopeful Echoes
Echoes are all that’s left
prompting thoughts of concern
asking more than life will share
portends silent at time of need
footsteps only I can hear
heartbeat tapping on my heart
in their wake the dust remains
evoking doubt in response
so many outcomes out of sight
scripts ascribed to low and high
cries imagined from the pits
or the laughs lift to the clouds
wondering where they may be
under gaze of morning’s sky
bearing witness while I cannot
hopeful echoes in my mind.
© 2017. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20170914.
