Crystal Bells...

Crystal bells chime in the air where I walk besides the Sea.
I heard them chime once long ago
in the worlds bright infancy and in the twilight of the world,
when the Sun is old and frail,
Ill hear those crystal bells again
in Midnights starry vale.

Crystal bells chime in my heart and in each living thing;
on all the winds that fill the world, hear the songs they sing.

Come to us, they seem to say, come to us, frail Man,
to golden fields beyond the Sun and niggard Times tight span.
The flowers in those flaming fields are burning just for Thee,
that you might gaze into their hearts and see their Mystery.
The trees that grow in that brave land are full of luscious fruit,
and all the worlds unfold their leaves between their crowns and roots.
The streams and rivers of that land run to some silver Sea
and therein all the blood of Man and all the tears of stars
are washed down through the valleys of Peace
achieving Harmony.

Crystal bells chime in the air and in my hungry soul;
I walk alone and desolate within the greater Whole.
I hear those crystal bells and yearn to open crystal doors
and walk the golden path of light beyond Earths tired shores.

O Crystal Bells, what errant wind has set you thus in motion
or did some God strike hammer to your fragile strength
beyond this restless ocean that throughout all the Universe
your crystal music sounds and in my solitary heart,
and in every wave that pounds against this stony land ?
What made Him make you, crystal bells, and lift His ancient hand?

Crystal bells chime in the air where I walk besides the Sea.
I heard them chime once long ago
in the worlds bright infancy and in the twilight of the world,
when the Sun is old and frail,
Ill hear those crystal bells again...
in Midnights starry vale.