I imagined a clear bell echoing in the hills Behind curtains of rain In the hills behind the high school So I opened the door and went there Walking slowly in a white wall of fog A silent more cautious awareness arises Deeper in, the ground at my feet falls away On a peak or in a swamp, all debris erased Lone bell Clear moon Sky home Distorted cymbals rise What is left of the dissipating dream world I made? Mid day, in the light, quiet echoes of a freezing moon Distant bell, cold and clear
Written by: Phillip Whitman Elvrum
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