on the end of the curve of the bell in transit with a few that declare they dont belong but have become no correction needed as all has fallen away such cliches to give essence to the meaning that residing in the self by the self in union the meaningless ritual means so much when the surrender is the means why i bend and bow repeat the sacred sound to find the stillness that requires only a gentle nudge to push further still to the depth of truth nothing can be further from desire yet still it comes rising like a wave from the ocean and laps the shore of tranquil bliss .
the bells
Posted - Apr 26 2017 : 3:19:37 PM
