Calling

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

I whispered your name to the Universe

Silent echoes, butterflies on the wind,

Calling you to me.

Only in softness, gentle as snowflakes,

Fragile and transient

Will the voiceless speak.

Yet into the silence your name flutters,

Hawk’s feather falling at my feet

From a clear sky.

I hear my voice and listen to my own cry

Calling your name in the silence

In you I find myself.

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