Splashed Insight

Rings of TONE sounds the main Chime

The swoon swan sings the lovely sublime

A silence breaks bowing the dong of each pointed ring

The swell of clouded airs shell between the swings

A cleft of stained imagery myriad the puzzled craft

A sigh of relief as time begins to STILL not pass

To laugh – to love – to endure all things

I sit in AWE as the BELL DOES RING!

Splashed Insight

poetrywithease

Joined October 2009

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