Echolocation

I sing to the universe,
And it sings to me.
A perceptive song,
Of incredible complexity.

Of leaf and branch,
of nest, bush and tree.
Of roof, powerline,
bird, food, you and me.

I see in vague colour,
And then only in moonlight,
But the universe sings
In bright, vibrant texture.

When the moon has gone, left,
Followed the sun to its rest,
The universe still sings,
In reply to my voice.

I sing to the universe,
And it sings to me.
A magnificent song,
Of beautiful complexity.

Casey Callaghan is a computer programmer living in South Africa, with aspirations of being a novelist working in South Africa.
He is not a bat, but does think that they are very interesting creatures.

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