Echo

The content of sound
content to hear the wavelengths
Time the keeper of sweet Echo
melancholious, moon-soft
watching as she wanes in strength
 
Her voice bounced  
ricocheting off the still water
rippling the starlight  
in a wrinkle, distortion of peace
a lonely sound in the night
 
no one would hear Her
though the wind lifted Her call
so She drifted through the world
and the creatures of the dark bowed
watching Her carried off into silence
a woeful passing of things unheard
and things forgotten, pretty-
 
Timeless