From the Highest Towers

Digital illustration from a watercolor: Summer Stained GlassRinging In

Every time I hear them, I remember that first morning,

That moment in a narrow street when brightly, without warning,

The bells loosened their tongues to sing and raised their clarion voices

In that wild hymnody of joy at which my heart rejoices,

And now, wherever I may be, whatever is the weather

Or the occasion driving me, those voices joined together

Stop me, and make me raise my eyes while all the bells are ringing,

And search the gladness of the skies where Carillon is singing.Digital illustration from a watercolor: Springtime Stained Glass

16 thoughts on “From the Highest Towers

    • Needless to say, I stole some inspiration from my dear pal Poe (The Bells), not to mention Rachmaninov (The Bells)โ€”a couple of standards very hard to reach indeed. But inspiration offers a goal, not the promise of matching, so I’m happy to stand in their shade if it pleases you!! ๐Ÿ˜€ xo

    • I’m looking forward to seeing it! The watercolors are from a long-ago organ-recital-plus-art collaboration with a friend, but of course when I pulled them out of my dusty archives they got a few techno-tweaks just for fun.

    • Thank you! I do love the many artistic appearances of bells (thank you, Poe and Rachmaninov, especially!), and I look forward to every time you chime in with yours, too! ๐Ÿ™‚

    • Thank you, my lovely! I have had the pleasure and nourishment of pealing bells around me quite a lot recently, and there’s no doubt in my mind that they play a part in my being so happy these days. ๐Ÿ™‚

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