Bells

[whitman]

Bells are silent when miracles swell.
Time taxing winds, bell
For meditation begins, how
Far away is nirvana.
Oceans
Seek jailers. Memories are
Excavated to chimes,
Names of remembrance are read
Mourners led to eternity's ambulance-
Dreams. Lightning seeks
Governance. Sea and storm
Emit the same tear, sounds
Of an anchored ship. Diary
Of resurrection, narratives reflected
On glass hearts
As new year is celebrated.

[tailor STATELY]

This caught my fancy: "narratives reflected / On glass hearts". Bells are a wonderful topic to muse about... Enjoyed :)

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor