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The Bell Tolls
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horizon
dark
the
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t
fills
me like
still sorrow
as birds return
to nests from sad
sky bringing on their
wings the distant music
of the drifting clouds from
the departing day sinking slow
in the horizon I hear in the wind
on which floats the chime of a far
away bell ringing a soft voice of
someone calling that sets me to
a journey inward where I find
my soul silently asking from
behind a shroud mystic
for whom the bell tolls
for
me
?
Copyright ©
Subimal Sinha-Roy
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