In a stare it can echo,
Across the unwritten lines,
The stir can make you,
Find ways to forget time.
In a stare it can shine,
Sunlight too bright to see,
Shielding your watery eyes,
Ears blast still listening.
The rain will come eventually down,
The echos bounce off all around,
Still you know when the sound is true,
When you listen it smiles back at you.
In these wandering ways,
The night can seize the day,
Setting light to rest,
An apiphany to find more or less.
When an obstruction occurs,
Already thin lines blur,
Forgetting their purpose,
Hearing echos so submersed.
Once in a life,
The echos find their mite,
For however long,
The echos become a sweet song.
Given the real routed relation,
The echo sounds like elation,
Pulsing softly when beauty bound,
Complete only when echos sound.
Grand poems on Echo Natural thoughts about Sound Resourceful verses on Time
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Worked for Habitat for Humanity for six years in Texas and California. Went to school for Business Management and Global Business Management, having been in a management position since the age of 20.Writing and acting started in high school when took on role of Drama President at Brea-Olinda High School in Brea, CA and would write, cast, and do stage production for all types of shows from musicals, comedies, dramas, and talent shows. Started writing skits, scripts, poetry, lyrics, and more at an early age. Ultimately would like to become a screen writer, publish a few books.Media guru forming BAM Studio under "bennybamcreations" title including many sports groups like ANGELS BASEBALL ADDICTS, BAM SPORTS STUDIO, and THE MIGHTY. Co host of All Access Los Angeles, Halo Heat, and BAM on blogtalkradio.com/mancinisports and blogtalkradio.com/bennybamlegacy.