This is love, not that we loved God but that he loved us
Published by Ekstasis Magazine
www.ekstasismagazine.com/poetry/2021/11/9/the-echo
Published by Ekstasis Magazine
www.ekstasismagazine.com/poetry/2021/11/9/the-echo
For Euan, Elsie and Izzy
Shouted across to the pines again and again, our voices
returned in echo and after, as we passed
amongst those cone-bearing branches,
one of my little companions declared:
We’re inside the echo and I thought
that an echo cannot exist
without an original sound but an original sound
needs no echo and I remembered that it was you
who made me.
Shouted across to the pines again and again, our voices
returned in echo and after, as we passed
amongst those cone-bearing branches,
one of my little companions declared:
We’re inside the echo and I thought
that an echo cannot exist
without an original sound but an original sound
needs no echo and I remembered that it was you
who made me.