One Voice

sometimes I feel
I'm standing alone
along the edge
of a still river,
calling out to you
across the void,
where one voice
becomes
an illusory two,
bouncing off
the jagged edges
of an expressionless cliff,
drowning the longing
to meet another voice,
in the silence
between me and you.

The Echo

in the silent space

between

the one who gives

and the one who receives,

an echo is born -

that carries forth

the song of oneness

into the enchanted world...