The Echo of What Remains Collected Poems of Wanda Lea Brayton
— Inspired by Emily Dickinson
Your halcyon gaze veiled Vesuvius beneath
the wave-swept shores of flesh
composed of both delicate lace and tempered steel.
You rebelled against the commonplace,
dwelling in Nature’s kitchen immersed in ambrosia and herbs,
gathering heliotrope bouquets to share,
intent on a generosity of Beauty.
Wildernesses flourished within your trembling hands of fire
as you paid homage to greatness of Spirit
with a whispered echo that spans generations.
Berries frolicked inside your fertile fields, chased by fluttered wings
of laughter suddenly erupting into songs of tender blue,
then descending into the quiet gloom of a day’s demise.
Anarchist of convention and style, you chose your path of purity
with a singular devotion, a steadfast faith in the unknown
as you devised your definitions, your deviations
and rearranged the boundaries of your Soul.