Life is small, tiny in the truth of itself,
and yet, the sound it makes, eternal
in that echo of being, resounding, and
bouncing off the hollow walls of time
is enormous, and we stand, listen
and hold to awe, reflecting that so
much can come, from so little, and
that even in the smallest things is
something great, with a voice which
calls throughout the corridors of ages
and demands we listen; holds us to
account in this great, cosmic play.
https://dversepoets.com/2019/12/10/poetics-echo-echo-echo/
and yet, the sound it makes, eternal
in that echo of being, resounding, and
bouncing off the hollow walls of time
is enormous, and we stand, listen
and hold to awe, reflecting that so
much can come, from so little, and
that even in the smallest things is
something great, with a voice which
calls throughout the corridors of ages
and demands we listen; holds us to
account in this great, cosmic play.
https://dversepoets.com/2019/12/10/poetics-echo-echo-echo/
Beautiful and spiritual poem, Roslyn.
ReplyDelete"even in the smallest things is
something great,"
Every thing has its essential role in the all of things.
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eternal
ReplyDeletein that echo of being, resounding, and
bouncing off the hollow walls of time...
Very good!
I love the thought of a tiny life causing an eternal echo, Roslyn, and of ‘a voice which calls throughout the corridors of ages’. I’m listening!
ReplyDeleteEven echoes fade and die. Some of those voices will be heard longer than others.
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely. I like the idea that even something tiny can have a lasting echo.
ReplyDeleteWe recently saw the play, "Tiny Beautiful Things," and your poem made me think of that.
Good observation that so much can come from so little.
ReplyDeleteThis is so good... and true, how else can we believe anything beyond the life that is the thought of ourselves.
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