The bell tower
Stands before me,
Internally lit,
Silhouetted against
The indigo night sky.
At nine o’clock sharp,
The chimes are heard
Spreading a melody
Through the center of town.
I relax in
Quiet contemplation,
Enjoying the ambiance
Of the square,
The warmth of
A summer night,
And the company
Of my daughter
At a friendly
Old-world style
Italian eatery.
I watch in awe
As a sliver of a moon
Treks past the tower
On its nightly pilgrimage,
Then disappears
Into the blackness
Of the trees below.
The quiet sound
Of cascading water
From the fountain
Behind me
Calms my spirit
As I bask
In the magic
Of an Ojai night,
In absolute harmony
With the world
Around me.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
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