Fading bell

The sound of a bell fades across water
vanishing with laps and gurgles into the storehouses of echoes in the colors and aromas and shades of light that dwell closer to the heart than mind summoned out in rare occasions like a waterfalling parade of dreams that rise and hang above us as heavy clouds
Ready to soak us in sensuality as soon as the earth shakes the temperature drops or the wind changes direction.



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