the call

there is an echo in the valley
the silent, moonlit landscape
a voice calls out
and haunts the land

and in the day
the hauntings of the night
the stirrings in the moonlight
the echoes of the valley
behind the life under the sun

as if the sun were only hiding
a sphere of darkness
and invisible beings sat behind the blue sky
waiting for the silence of the night
so they may be heard

the waters of the lake
long for that silent ripple
which would remind them
of that ancient moment
when they came to be
when it all came to be

silence reigns
in the heart
in the world

~ by tdcatss on October 16, 2019.

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