Here is the heart
asking the bells to be quiet
so that it might hear
its own beating.
Here is the blind man
who climbs the mountain
by listening to the song of bells
worn by the guide in front of him.
The path is getting steeper.
Oh heart, there’s no reason
to pretend you’re alone.
We’re all wearing bells
for each other. We all
need a song to follow.
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