Echo of My Mind

Echo of My Mind By Margie Anne Bernard I heard the words spoken with brutal force. No escape, no place to run. Silently, I listened to the echo of my mind. Words softly spoken in a gentle way, Come with me, child. Silent prayers, when will it end? I hear an echo floating on the wind. Is it my destiny? Or the echo of my mind? I turn away, no fear, no pain, Just the echo of my mind. Flowers beckoning me to the wall. Silently, I float away Amidst the flowers Upon the wall. A child freed by The echo of my mind.