gershon hepner

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Distant Echoes - Poem by gershon hepner

Listening for distant echoes I
can not hear any transcendental sound
that comes from heaven, and I wonder why
I also hear no hoofbeats on the ground.
I look into no mirrors yet I read
my face in yours when I see that you smile,
because you answer every time I plead
forgiveness for all that I defile.

Alternative version:

Listening for distant echoes I
don’t hear a piping, transcendental sound
pour down from heaven and I wonder why
no drumming hoofbeats beat upon the ground.
I gaze into no mirror yet I read
my face in yours when I perceive your smile,
because you answer me each time I plead
forgiveness for all that I defile.



3/7/2005

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 17, 2005

Poem Edited: Monday, May 17, 2010


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