Silver Bell
That Silver Bell
Dancing on the wind
Singing a song
That no one understands.
The words are but a melody,
Chirping like a bird,
Calling out an unknown name.
That Silver Bell
Frolicking on the breeze
Singing a song
That speaks to me.
I cannot understand its words,
But its meaning is more than clear
That Silver Bell is singing
Feelings that can only be felt.
It sings of joy and laughter.
It sings of suffering and pain.
It sings of love and friendship.
It sings of hatred and anguish.
That Silver Bell sings on
Singing in a concoction of emotion
A wordless voice
Carried with the wind.
© Elizabeth Walker
May 29, 2008