The Bells of Aix-en-Provence
    

By Hank Edson

A stranger here, I know not where they are,
I know not where they call from, but I hear
Their startling voices shaking in the air,
Arriving all at once from everywhere
Like disconcerting angels, loud and clear,
Straightening me up, seated in my chair.
My heart fills with the present, light and bare~ 
This annunciation within my ear:
Receive and share, we are near and yet far.

Copyright © Hank Edson 2008