A leaf chased by wind
Sun sinking low
In the distance
The sound of a bell
I cannot awaken yet
I cannot recall
and I do not wish to know
I dread the quiet
yet I pull it close to me
I thirst for silence
Die a little more inside
and strain
to hear the bell
© Ann Bagnall

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