Echoes

…of something once lost

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We always lived a silent love
hearts that were once undisturbed
ever falling in and out of the mystery
and again it is that time
it is calling once more
I hear it rising between us

like a sea with its whispers
it rushes and darkens the sand
with the sad empty echoes
of something once lost
night winds set the trees a-trembling
their leaves and the unseen birds
speak in soft voices to the night

not for the first time
I am standing alone
draped in sorrow’s shrouds
a veil falls upon the moon
I watch it fade in the darkness
and all that was, now falls away
in silence it is displaced
but in my heart it yet remains
© Ann Bagnall