Speculate not on the bell
On what it did before
On its shapely metal
Or history of the ore
Rejoice in its sound, whole
Become one with peace
Listen to language of soul
Where world comes to cease
Ask not ‘why’ anymore
On what life ever means
On blue sky or sea shore
Or color of soya beans
Rejoice in its presence
Become one with heaven
Discard living on fence
Between vision and reason
Argue not for right or wrong
On opinion, better or worse
On historical pitch of a song
Or words meant to curse
Rejoice in a life without fear
Become one with a love
Distance is same, far or near
Have the Lord, hand in glove
Poet's Corner 