Revision

(The assignment, on another site, was to write a poem using at least two words from those suggested. I first used six out of their list. Now, here is my revision, using all seven: * Alabaster * Veil * Tower * Bells ringing * Silent like snow * Precise * Depth) Cold Keys, Warm Art Speak not of frozen alabaster from the halls of statuary, rather of melodious sounds imparted now by living bells ringing out their glory from the tower, and of the man who shares the power of feet and fists upon the pedals and the levers at the top of the winding stair. Speak of him, the lonely creator up there, the carilloneur, for without him few know that the bells would be silent, like snow seeking only the depth of precise calculation, undreaming of scale measured only by music, by mind flight, until he lifts the intangible veil, releasing the art and the joy that they tell. ~ I had the privilege once to mount those stairs with a carilloneur, and watch her perform from a very challenging and complex score on this fascinating array of levers and handles up there, as the huge swinging bells rang above and around us. Never to be forgotten!