Nothing Without Him(Echo of it All)

Echo lingers in

the uppercut caverns

In the walls- the little

crevasses

she’s wiggled her way into…

-song

Staying in the drop running down

a dripstone,

Stalactite trailing around

the ridges, rock,

wetly dripping

in the echo of it all

Drop falls in a puddle of its predecessors

-song

Plunged into ripples

And the sound travels back

To the next

In the echo of it all.

To the next,

echo

-Silence besides this.

There’s a life form living

in here, many breathing bodies,

But only one stood upright.

Syrian,

Wiccan,

locked in meditation

A cauldron of ‘er own stew

stirred up a potion of hope;

For salvation

She’s betrothed

Mary,

like his mother. He found love

in something familiar

perhaps so he didn’t have to try so hard granted,

Her lover was a busy guy;

He had better things to do

then entertain the damned girl.

He let her go

in the echo of it all…

She got caught up

in the rhythm of silent sound.

The perfect place to pry that mind,

and turn your senses inward

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-57

Thirty years in the hands of an echo

not once did she think to speak,

she thought to gain

Rid the pain of him, pain of knowing

he was right

he had to be-

She watched him rise

She washed his feet

when he need

She was his;

she was saved

In his arms

she was one…

of Twelve

who loved him

very dear.

And here she was

sat waiting to

meet his family:

A Holy Father, and his mother, just like her

Though she’s kept herself quiet,

It’s a silent kind of echo

She creates

A silent kind-

-Herself quiet