you are become one of those thoughts…one of those feelings that live on the edge of my perception
a shadow that is here and gone, seen and unseen in the same moment
a voice…an echo…that i strain to hear, a memory that wanders at random through my mind
we will all become an echo in time, for some it happens before life begins, or just as we become our destiny…for others at the end of a long fulfilling life
we echo through what we leave behind…our love, our thoughts, bits of ourselves scattered through generations
echoing…fading…echoing again each time we are remembered
©️2022
lingering son 