Ode to the Wind-chimes

Teak rondelle and hammered copper tubes,

well threaded together creating harmonia;

the chimes hang from the pergola

and over the Pond, ever ready

to sing its song during the seasons...

Sing me a song

this warm summer day

when your elements clash,

metal against wood,

foretelling storms arrival

Sing me a song

this chilly autumn eve

as frost kissed leaves fall

silently weaving a carpet

of forest colours

Sing me a song

this bitter winter night

when your chimes,

frozen dull and hard,

remind me of summer breezes

Sing me a song

this refreshing spring afternoon

with tubes warmed by the sun

and once more I savour

your music of life...