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This is not an echo

April 2, 2016

A deep breath

and then another,

trembling from the power of

the burning in my chest,

caught in the vortex that

transcends heaven and earth

and time.


Words birthed in quiet

are released in a roar,

and my bones bear the marks

of a vibration that

is breathtakingly present and alive.

This is not an echo

nor is this a memory,

this is not about what has been said

but about what is still being spoken,

the choice bits of chronos

transformed and translated

into the treasures of eternity.


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