Peal Of Bells Poem by Ravinder Kumar Soni

‘Listen to the peal of the temple bells'
I said unto myself,
‘The bells do not sound odd,
There is an underlying graceful beat
Often missed when taken for granted;
Try to walk and talk in that rhythm
And feel the unique pulse
Of your eager heart beating away excitedly.'
I did not respond.

On my table laid were many blank paper sheets
For me to write the story of my life,
An ordinary life
That did not have a beginning,
That lacked adventure and zest.
Of what use was the rhythm
Doled out by the temple bells
Which did not excite me,
Did not provoke me to act.
I did not ask.