Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Tibetan, Resonant
Tibetan, Resonant
At first it was a carillon,
resounding all the notes
of my body, making a bright song
of my flesh and inner realms.
Then it became a bell,
Tibetan, resonant,
awakening me everywhere,
sounding god in my body.
Now it is more like light
playing over a surface
of water,
the sun glinting over
reflections of itself,
mountains snow clad
and brilliant
shining white within the lake’s dark waters.
Dorothy Walters
June 19, 2006
At first it was a carillon,
resounding all the notes
of my body, making a bright song
of my flesh and inner realms.
Then it became a bell,
Tibetan, resonant,
awakening me everywhere,
sounding god in my body.
Now it is more like light
playing over a surface
of water,
the sun glinting over
reflections of itself,
mountains snow clad
and brilliant
shining white within the lake’s dark waters.
Dorothy Walters
June 19, 2006
