1000 Bells

a thousand bells ring at noon

and up from the tree tops

rise winged beings seeking

respite from the ringing bells

 

where are we going when

seeking peace from the

noise that can be life

 

i sit with simple solitude

thinking of forthcoming

days when the sun on my

face reminds me of all

of you and me and we

 

let the bells ring and the

birds fly away to wherever

while i seek finding comfort

somewhere in between