Echo, Echo,
silence responds.
The chilly wind
blows into my face,
swinging my hair in every direction.
Long tall grass sway in melody.
I’m so high in the sky,
I can hear the distant bird cry.
Closing my eyes,
sweet aromas
radiant from the blooming flowers below.
I shuffle my feet towards the edge,
closer and closer to God’s magnificent creation.
Rocks crunch underneath my shoes.
This land reminds me of Peru.
Memories flood me.
A smile slowly spreads across my face
while a single tear shivers down my cheek
And continues falling and falling
Echo, echo
Tears respond.