The Lingering Echo

(written for my late Dad’s 11th month in heaven, May 19th)

time travels
black hole
pulling me fast
to land
in another dimension
out of my own world.

this swirling light
blinds me for a second
flashing hues
that escaped from oblivion
a lingering echo
like a melodious hymn
sings to me
whispering to my ear.

I recognize the sweet voice
before an apparition
came before me
a man donning an immaculate white clothing
is slowly approaching me
to where I stand
after this magnetic force brought me here.

cannot make out the image
at first glance
then out of the blue
saw his serene face
He is there very much alive
this dream sure feels like reality
but then just a by-product
of my imagination, hallucinations
my yearning to see him once more.

“You asked that I let you see me,
and so here I am, my daughter.”
a wide smile can be traced
on his peaceful countenance
as if the last sweetest smile
the last one he wore
before fighting that big C.

“As you can see I am also busy now here
in heaven, looking down upon you all there
and preparing your rooms as God asked me
as we welcome you all here one day.”
No, I haven’t stopped being your protector
though you can’t see me with your naked eyes.”
“I have simply became your angel, a shadow
that always follows you where ever you may go.”

time stood still
as I immerse myself
in this wonderful moment with him
with voices of angels around
assuring me my father was happy in his real Home.

his lingering sweet voice
still echoes in my mind
at times replying
to all questions
I keep on asking myself.
you see when I ask if
I could see him
he suddenly appears in my dreams…

Copyright Elizabeth E. Castillo 2013

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About Lizzy

I am a Professional Feature writer/Creative Writer/Journalist/Blogger/Published International Author/Poet from the Philippines in Asia. I believe my mission here on earth is to contribute and touch lives through my pen pushing. There are more than 60 poetry anthologies which I am a part of together with my foreign fellow poets from all over which includes 2 worldwide charities, the prestigious World Record Holder for Most Artists Contributing To An Anthology, "Live Life: The Daydreamers Journal for the benefit of the American Cancer Society ( and "Song of Sahel" a global charity for the children of the Sahel region in Africa ( and other upcoming international anthologies. My first international poetry book "Seasons of Emotions" by Destiny to Write Publications, UK was released January 7, 2013. You can buy paperback copies at : My second book "Inner Reflections of The Muse" - a collection of poetry, prose, articles and quotes will also be published this 2013. I am also a Contributing Editor for the monthly online magazine "Inner Child The Magazine" ( and a Columnist for another online magazine,"Winning Strategies Magazine" ( and an Advisory Board Member of Reflection Magazine. I am a member of the American Authors Association (AAA) and PEN International. You can find my Goodreads Author Page at :

9 thoughts on “The Lingering Echo

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    Poetry allows us to express those thoughts and emotions closest to our hearts. I think that were the poem to end with the line , ” still echoes in my mind “, it would be even better, and therefore this makes the last 6 lines somewhat superfluous.

  2. Louis Kasatkin

    Destiny Poets’ International Community of Poets ( ICOP ) are pleased to announce that for May 2013 , the following works have been chosen in the categories of Poem of the Month and Highly Commended . ** Poem of the Month **…” Kaviguru Rabindranath Tagore ” by Ampat Koshy……..* Highly Commended (12 ) (tabulated alphabetically) *…” Changelings ” by Gina McKnight…” Divine Drops ” by Soumya Mohanty Vilekar…” Drowning the Dialogues ” by Sangeeta Suneja…” For Jim ” by Rashmi Malapur…” Gardenias ” by Brett Kelly…” Lingering Echo ” by Elizabeth Castillo…” My choice ” by Jan Christian Sorensen…” My Utopian Child ” by Nalini Srivastava…” Pangs of Creativity ” by Tapeshwar Prasad…” The Watcher ” by Fathima Manal…” Without an ‘if’ ” by Iulia Gherghei…” Yellow Flowers ” by Rahul Aithal…

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