This place, a lake.
I see myself.
I float
my words.
I plow black
through silent
snow
and wait
for echo.
..
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That’s a haunting image – walking back through silence in hope of an echo.
Love the title.
A white piece of paper. Empty of our words.
Again the white in snow.
We write (float our words)
and wait for it to call back to us
telling us how much
they like it.
Beautiful, Mobius-strip-like! I wonder how much of what reflection shows is incomplete echo after all.
Ah, yes! I totally hear where you are coming from,…sharing that work with another person is something that lots of us can feel anxious about :)) Love it, De!
I luv the pause that waiting for the echo brings, there is a haunting expectation here
much love…
This is so beautiful, De.
I like your silence waiting for an echo. How vain we are wating to hear how much people like us!
This is beautifully haunting! ❤️ Love your portrayal of vanity here. There are so many people out there who yearn to be in company of those who are like them.
Even then is the echo praise or flattery?
Aha…We’re so fond of this reflection, echo. We’ll wait a lifetime for that, perhaps.
Beautiful, delicate, and peaceful. Love this.