The church bells sounded,
on distant air.
Ringing loud, but soft,
the wind embraced their sound
carried them aloft.
The church bells sounded,
on stillness everywhere.
They could never reach me
if they had not sounded there.
The church bells sounded,
on the air I breathed.
As I inhaled them
they rung not loud, but soft.
The church bells sounded
next to my heart
where they quietly resounded,
they found their home in me.
David Taylor
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-church-bells-sounded/
