Bells Toll

Deep       
                               in the dankest corner
of His heart,
He hears the bells       
                               they are muted
Still He can
hear them      
                               Foreboding       
For what it carries     
Death knells
of what was
                               verdant  
 
Smoke filled
canyons,
crags blurred
                               by mists       
Is this how it
ends         
or could it be
                               a beginning?
Hope is eternal       
Others will
Come.
  
Slow beats ,
It’s only His
Thoughts        
                               driving down
the range         
Soaring like
an eagle
                               brief Moment
in the Suns
glory           
crashing down
                               Then in shame;
Never measuring
Up
 a failure in the
                               final analysis   

What is it
they say         
Didn't have
                               courage to
see it through
If only He had
that       
                               Staring down the abyss    
stepping off
the edge       
A hand in His      
                               floating down       
that hand
gone       
away  
                               Taken Flight
soaring above       
Released
then captured        

a salmon
returns to
spawning
                               grounds       
always.      
returns
to stay      
                               never to leave       

Does a soul      
taught to
Look inside      
                               ever forget
the Teacher         
  
Harden your
Mettle        
Learn
                               to be open         
take charge  
carry forward        
never look back.

For why should you?