Echoes
A memory or vision or a tale long ago
From a dream, my imagination or real
Entering my minds eye as a knowing
Faint, fleeting or a ripple of an echo
In a dream I felt it brush my cheek
Ever so lightly yet everlastingly
A truth but the source now forgotten
A reminder to my soul and being
1/13/2022
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