Category Poems

The Bells That Call

The words I hear I have heard before—the laughs and loves, the tears and cries. Somewhere beyond them, the bells keep ringing, calling the traveller home. Yet I do not know where home may be, whether I will be invited in when I arrive, or if the call was a call at all.

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