Church Bells Ringing Far Away Poem by Rani Turton

On a far, distant hill church bells ringing out
Messages to those who want to hear; but cloudborne
Can even wring the tears from plump waiting clouds
Ah yes can even pierce vibration- bound
the hard hand-chiselled stone:
The much trodden steps that weave up and down
Can even pierce the earth below, trembling clods grass-mottled
Dank with dew; can even send pebbles a-dancing to their tune.

Clouds listening to church bells ringing
Singing out their own peculiar song
Some walk this earth and lusten but do those who sleep in the turf listen too?

Who do the pealing church bells really speak to?

Copyright: Rani Turton