Echoes Reflect Empty

Puzzling over your absence
A tree watches
Calling upon the wind and sun
Their interpretive water dances
Spilling through the window
All across the pieces
Beautiful and dry
Evoking your company
Crediting me
The work I've done to wait here
I wonder
If you're sure I never tire

Author's Note

All feedback welcome.

Reviews

[nadia dmitri]

I love this. There is a sort of hopeless comfort to know that worry/longing can *feel* as endless as the trees and water (thought it often isn't). I love the mix between beauty and sorrow. Amazing job! I am glad you are back!

[schlanks]

That's so sweet. Thank you so much for welcoming me back. I'm so happy to be back in a place where I can write again.

[apennylate]

Meter is tight and allows for smooth expression while reading.
I puzzled over how I would interpret this, but to my credit I danced tirelessly until all the pieces were put back together again.
Well written...

[schlanks]

Thank you for your review! Very clever, and I'm glad it led me to finding your writing.

[apennylate]

You are most welcome, and thanks, mate.
Not sure you should be happy an irreversible abyss of fragmented humanity has been found, but I am happy for you.