Saturday, March 31, 2012

A bell un-rung

They say you can't un-ring a bell
that words once said
like deeds once done
life once lived
cannot be un-made

But every sound like all creation
has a birth
and a journey to end
in echos
that only we sustain

What is the sound of a bell un-rung?
The din of yesterdays dramas gently fading
to rustle and whisper
across falling leaves of who we were
but are no more

This is the sound of a bell un-rung
like an empty desert night




Let compassion be our ears to hear


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