s Resonance

Resonance

no old tree can tell
what tale it has been told
branches of a thousand
stories yet to be

words formulating space
a shout or cry sails
through the air
and lingers

shimmering echoes leaving
this place for another
to join the maelstrom
on the other side

no rock can say why
it's been there all this time
where entropy creates
the story recompiled

intention calling out
the void of answers
fragmented alignment
processing anew

once upon a time
a bridge was built
across the divide
the words will flow

and leaves to rustle
by the whispers in the wind