Echoes2

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on May 11, 2026 

Echoes.
Echoes
from
different
places.
Realms.
At different
times.
Ghostly
voices.
Sentience.
Reaching
out.
Calling.
Swirling.
Relentless
reverberations,
time
immemorial.
Pulsing,
pounding
waves.
Ripples
of forever,
everywhere.
All
at once.
Ever
sailing,
surfing
reality’s
digital
endlessness.
Everything.
Countless
times.
Passing
through.
Been
there.
Going
there.
Infinitely.
Infinitely
more
to do.

 

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