One day they discovered
there was much more to sound
than the tinny pings they evoked
by hitting themselves and each other
They found they could stand open
and the grand wind would come in,
would focus their tones
like fine bells,
would ring them crystalline and haunting
in a reverberation
that caught them up in holy awe,
and they all stood still
and listened.
©Wendy Mulhern
November 19, 2015
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