Everything Is An Echo Poem by Lodigiana Poetess

Read and re read the words
forget and consign them,
bury them
where light will never find them
Maybe in a distant dream those words
will seem familiar,
yet lost,
Lost in the sea of forgotten words, emotions and love.
Things that, momentarily, were all encompassing,
of meaning to the writer,
the life blood of imagination
Emotions tied to the words like shackles of pain
..or joy
Never spoken with voice but held in the heart
Now consigned to the deepest cavern
To rest undisturbed, in unrequited solitude
Until perhaps, a gentle breath releases the words
And the sounds fills the empty void
And like a moment of rebirth, once again your words can be heard
Loud and with passion because
words never truly die and ultimately
everything
is an echo.