Poetry

English Poetry: Wind Chimes

wind chime hanging under tree

Stillness smiles
moods change
it’s worthwhile
such amazing range.

On the beck and call of the wind
artificial or natural just clicks
melodies roll that soothe minds
mysticism plays tricks.

Dangling in air
dancing to the breeze
caressing in pairs
moments freeze.

Whispering beautiful tales
regaling hearts
that doesn’t turn stale
O what art!

Wild or sober they dance
energizing corners
as if in a trance
transforming mourners.

Withstanding the strongest of storms
spilling beautiful songs
music in all its forms
tunes play all along.