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Bring on that beautiful music.Thanks for this.
Wow, this gives me a chill... communication with the other world. I do get that that eerie feeling with some chimes.Rosie
very beautiful ...
Thank you Sandy for reading my poem.Melanie
Rosie,Chimes in my mind call to those who once lived on this earth. This is how we remember them. Thanks for reading my poem.Melanie
CD, thank you for stopping to read my work. Love your blog.Melanie
JW, you are too kind. Enjoy reading your work.Melanie
The first time I ever saw wind chimes in a cemetery, I was a bit startled. But now, I think they add a lovely--and loving--touch. I think you're on to something: The chimes are the voice of the wind, maybe even our own voice, calling to the beloved departed (or the departed beloved!).
Is this an accepted phenomenon? A friend of a friend told me that before her mother died, they made an agreement that her mother would make the large wind chimes kept indoors ring after her death. She said her mother did it too!
the sounds of wind chimes can be very soothing. lovely poem!
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!