Echo

 
We spoke each  and far away
ether-wards our conversation
drifting in the breeze
guided by  more than random thoughts
met by chance, perchance to stay
friends in need are we in deed?
Who has the most of need?
I do not ask myself
this task not mine to say,
I am half of two
I hear an echo, must answer and if, how?
I whispered to the hills, did not raise my voice
asked for help, half afraid,apologetic,
there was no need beside Emmaus road
I lay not mortal as I thought.
A promise  believed  when next I hear
an echo whispered to the hills.