TO AN ECHO by PAULINE GARNER CURRAN

Are you a raven
Of the dark octaves
Where sound melts into color?
Are you a cousin of the crystals,
Flowing in threes and sixes?
Do you flower in the air
As sand dances into patterns
On a vibrant floor?

Do you go on forever,
Into the eternal flowing
Of the curving universe,
Where light falls into space
And emerges broken on the stars?

Are you caught and held
In that cunning curve
That becomes the egg of time,
Or shall I meet you again
In the dawn of ten million years,
After you have circled
And outworn that immensity?

Shall I hear your accents then,
Or, having outgrown your octave,
Shall I turn to you as deaf an ear
As I now turn to the song of a moth?

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