The Bell

There are stories coming, can you hear?

 

When ideas seem alive

When life seems made of rich, tactile textures

When someone else’s song moves you to tears

You know your own song is just waiting in the wings

 

The first soft footsteps-

Curling tendrils of resonance

 

A double life – being doubly alive!

It waits, it waits!

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