Listening to windchimes
I think how we strive,
Always struggling to arrive.
And, for a moment find
All striving cease
And peace
In windchimes.
Listening to windchimes
I think how we strive,
Always struggling to arrive.
And, for a moment find
All striving cease
And peace
In windchimes.
Poet Kevin Morris reading his poem ‘The path through the woods’.
All this will cease.
Then eternal peace
Will forever flow
Washing away woe.