Sunday, February 3, 2013

Inter-Be(ll)-ing


 You and I are strangers.
We bow to each other.

This me is made of non-me elements.
This bell is made of non-bell elements. 
Let us sing together.

A timid invitation brings a soft whisper.
An anxious invitation brings a quivering voice.
An irritable invite brings a thunderous clap.
A calm invite brings soothing waves.
An empty mind invites a rich melody.

We bow to each other.
Strangers no more.