
Echoes of the Eternal Soul
In the quiet depths where shadows play,
Echoes linger, soft as day.
Whispers carried on winds untold,
Stories of the heart unfold.
Through the ages, silent, still,
The soul wanders, free, yet filled.
It knows no end, it knows no time,
A rhythm sweet, a timeless chime.
Beneath the stars, above the sea,
It dances in eternity.
No chains can bind, no hands can hold,
The sacred fire that burns so bold.
In every breath, a past remains,
In every tear, the soul sustains.
A light that flickers, but never fades,
In the endless night, it serenades.
So listen close, and you will find,
The echoes live, they speak, they wind.
The eternal soul, a voice so true,
Whispers softly — always, too.
Thank-you for reading.
Much Love and Light,
Brenda Marie Fluharty
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Beautiful poem and fabulous image, Brenda.