Thursday, 16 July 2026

The chimes

 





Reverberations of mild waft

Resound with a faint clang

Fragile rippples in the air

The footmarks of an unseen tiptoe

Perceptible to a vigilant mind

Only when someone cares to absorb

The sighs of concealed emotions

And a thud of agitated heart

That still doubts an acceptance

And understanding of his beat

The chimes are a subtle symbol

Of a raging storm deep within

If only someone would stop to listen.


Enroute London

2359

19.22 hrs

16.7.26








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