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.
Mexico Lindo crowds my soul
A land where colors rule the day.
Its people have small hope or goal.
With poker face life’s cards they play.
The teeming markets brim with spice,
Chorizos smoke and maize abounds.
Its maidens soon succumb to vice
Of greasy bellies, harsher sounds.