Charles J. Ingerson

NIGHT CHIMES

Chilling within winds
whistles heard lonely
burning coals singe
pulsing ever slowly

Brushed continually
ashes and sparks fly
feeling rains constantly
covering the night sky

Yet though this all
echoing in the wind
night chimes still call
messages intertwined

Listening in my sleep
feeling found secure
tremors plying deep
night chimes so pure