Liilia Talts Morrison
Bell Of Truth
The sound of truth rings like a bell
with perfect pitch and timeless knell
There are no jarring overtones
or clouded fuzzy undertones
No harshness and no grating sound
its waves pierce solid rocky ground
It pierces every earthly thing
delighting birds to soar and sing
The hills applaud and clap their hands
and angels fly by its commands
Seek it above all treasured things
health, fortune, rubies, gold of kings
Seek it while walking on this earth
and know that heaven gave it birth.
In the forest they did gather
Bark and moss in sunny weather;
Later rested in the shade
And forgot their daily trade.
Mushrooms, sweet wood, herbs galore
Forest bowels gave of yore.
Men and children, women too,
Picked red berries as they grew.