By gala
Date: 12 February 2000

Cathedral Chimes

I will never understand
the choosing of my heart,
how one face, or one life
becomes sweet,or sacred
how one voice becomes
balm, or wine, or the taste
that I crave and long for.

I gave up analyzing
the why is unimportant,
and the soul rejects statistics,
and if its choosing is not always wise,
who am I to question
the logic of emotion
when all I can hear
is the sweet chimes
that carry me?