#414
Swinging in the Wind
On this breezy spring morning
Bach died aborning
As the Wind Chime
Rang out loud and clear.
If the Wind only knew
How to create Bach true
Then Spring you could
Both see and hear.
wind chimes
Angels abound...
#138
Angelic Breath
An Angel plays the wind chimes,
Breathing in and out,
Softer than a whisper,
More compelling than a shout.