Bells – Raphael Block


No bells ringing
no incense burning
no one but you.

No spoken sounds
no embracing arms
no one else but you.

Inner voices buzzing
deepening breathing
you’re coming to you.

With or without stilling
something is flowing.

You’re entering
a cavern resounding
of echoes beyond.

What will you bring
when you return?

Figments of darkness
bursts of light?

Or, perhaps
just you
hewed a little larger?

Raphael Block is a poet living just outside of beautiful Sebastopol, California, north of San Francisco. His book, Spangling Darkness, is being published as part of our Spring 2013 Season of Poetry.

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