Posted by: Dan | November 7, 2004

Echoes

It was still dark when he opened his eyes.
Awakened not by the noise but by the silence that follows a mountain being swallowed by the sea.
And while those around him sleep
He lays on his back and smiles.
Listening
To the echoes of a miracle.

The streetlights flicker out like candles in the steel grey of dawn.

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Responses

  1. You really do like the city…
    “the silence that follows a mountain being swallowed by the sea”…
    This is nice. This is great imagery.

  2. Thanks. Although not completely my own… I’m sort of playing with the old religious cliche that faith can move mountains.


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