Ring the bell

Ring the bell

“ring the bell that still can ring
forget the perfect offering
there's a crack in everything
that's the way the light gets in”  

                            Leonard Cohen

The bells chime,

their voices in choirful

coloured notes

in chordant hues.

This is not the tolling

of deaths dark hand

or beacon peal

or warning clang.

This, this is celebration;

gold frankincense and myrrh

quavering joyous

in accent song.

This, this is jubilee

wondrous star resonance

in the melody of night.

And as once in royal bleak winter

when faithful herald angels sang

to watchful shepherds in a silent night

the realms of glory again

ding dong their merriance.

so here's the man himself: