And all we hear are tolling bells telling fortunes, wishing wells well-wishers washed in pools of tears all eyes and ears all eyes and ears Are turned towards the funeral the heart has had its coronal* as silence ends the reign of years the sky rains tears the sky rains tears We listen at the close of day for birdsong, as a lullaby returns us to our mother earth as at our birth as at our birth And we, when once that song is done where wandering souls are welcomed home hoping to see the stars at night put out the light put out the light
*a nod to Wordsworth’s Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood
9 thoughts on “REBLOG: ‘Tolling Bells’ by Ingrid Wilson”
Wow. That’s beautiful.
💘 Bridgette 💘 ~ I agree
So poignant and beautiful, Ingrid! ❤ Thank you for posting this, David.
💞 Cheryl 💞
It feels so heavy
And ceremoniously beautiful
💗 Abi 💗 ~ I agree
So beautifully written Ingrid… The cadence, your carefully chosen words…Wow!
💘 Karima 💘