letting moments like this slip br regales a dream’s allure br insubstantial drifts of form are br sure as melody to inner ear br br thoughts are clear and echo br in the bells’ carillon clarity of br massed accord – resonate to br peerless themes of simple call br br wonderment entrapped in family br gauze has kept this seemly state br attentive to each living breath – br and that’s the awe br br your caring words are piety to br void the sphere of blasphemy br epithets of selflessness are br where I’ll make accord br © 14 November 2009, I. D.