Jacqueline C Nash
Wind Chimes - Poem by Jacqueline C Nash
Suspended from a branch below the jasmine,
a pretty wind chime with metal rods hangs patiently
waiting for the wind to force it into action,
when once again it will play it’s haunting melody.
The tinkling sounds so sweet upon the ear,
a grand production of wind and chime collaboration,
forming musical ringing tones so crystal clear,
creating a peaceful atmosphere and calm vibration.
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