Bells

Bells are ringing, away in wilds, blaring aloud enchanting tales and again trailing under deafening gales! Bells are ringing O, within in mind, peeling out plucky feelings to spurt as well thundering every confession to blurt! Bells are ringing, always, in life scaring every step you tread, you dare and sparing once in a sin you perpetrate! Bells, bells, bells, every where, caressing the undulated inner lanes, and polishing the dormant senses! Loud or mellowed; harsh or sonorous... have a heart O' friend, and find a taste, for the chimes that define every plane and élan! !