...Echo...

 You can't

Catch it in your hands

You can't

Keep it from fading away

You can't

Stop it slipping through your fingers

 

You can

Speak to the horizon

You can

Cleave words through wind

You can

Listen for a faded reply

 

You can't 

Capture those words in a jar

You can't

Throw them back for more

You can't

Hear what won't be spoken

 

You can

Carry the echo between your ears

You can

Let it resonate through footsteps and fingertips

You can

Become what you hold and what you've heard.

 

You can't

Reverse your reverberations

You can't

Swallow a shout once it's escaped

You can't

Climb a soapbox like a mountain.

 

You can

Misinterpret a soft reflection

You can

Bend words before they're broken

You can

Become the sound you're listening for

 

You can't

Help it

You can't

Stop it

You are

It.

Reviews

[J Carly]

I really love this. I can't find any fault with it at all. Very well written. Well Done!