Ring bells ring.

Call the sun to greet this happy morning.

Breezes in budding trees

echo notes; thought lost to our ears.

Thanks for your stirring sounds,

Phoenix of furnace and mold;

now reborn to greet

two thousand years of love.

People, along paths, like notes on a staff,

bob and gather in accord.

We welcome you with joy,

as thirty years of silence slips away.

Replaced by peals of sound,

that makes people smile and recall

happy memories.

 
 

David Garlick, Clevedon, North Somerset, England, June, 1997