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We mark the hours As bells echo across distance Shining steeples Marking town to town Gleaming Through the tree tops Our lives follow That distant chime Joy and grief Rolled into one stream of sounds Memory held In the melody A world suspended In the pause: Reverent - Caroline A. Slee

Steeples

A space apart within the spaces we share a world of quiet where the roads are not paved and morning light finds steam rising from the surface of the lake night falls a shadow overtaking shadows with a symphony of frogs and crickets marking the time and the stars remain hidden beyond a canopy of … Continue reading Steeples