‘Bells of Christmas’
I was about to call it a day
The walk was such a pleasant way
When a lady called out to say
Did you hear the Bells of Christmas today?
She said it was her favourite tradition
To listen to the rendition
Without any conditions
The clear sound of inspiration.
I recalled climbing long winding stairs to the rooftop
Past the great bells, I came to a stop
The ringers were watching the clock
In silence, we all stopped our talk.
We listened for the magic
Of the ringing sounds so fantastic
For with no bells, it would be tragic
It keeps us from becoming plastic.
Down, down, I came to become grounded
To the waiting world it all sounded
Like a page from the past that had ended
In Christmas now we only pretended.
For Christmas is not ‘Happy holidays’
That leave us in a daze
This is a Holy season
Have we forgot the reason?
The bells toll to tell
Of a message to dwell
Upon the sounds from above
For the reason for being – is Love!
Bob Morley
