Seven times, telling chimes entwined in air

Each ring interlaced in night’s tangled hair.

Vacant coin-faced moon’s advent coincides

Escalating peals to rise then subside.

Nocturne dawns nightly.

Boundless muse abounds night’s darkened mind,

Each bell recounted a passage of time.

Lightly hushed lullaby resounds in prayer

Listens spellbound to wisdom’s aria.

Silence sleeps soundly.

“Brief: 366/2020 project, prompt ‘Bell’

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