Bells softly ringing in the gentle breeze
A fire lit and crackling into the darkness
Two people up in their years sit side by side
They moved closer together as always;
Drank tea in the glow of embers
Stretching far out into the room where
Their shadows reached distant walls.
They spoke words of life, of meaning,
Of understanding and paradoxes as
They dipped a cookie and smiled and
Carried on their conversation with
Depth and feeling without having said a word.
A fire lit and crackling into the darkness
Two people up in their years sit side by side
They moved closer together as always;
Drank tea in the glow of embers
Stretching far out into the room where
Their shadows reached distant walls.
They spoke words of life, of meaning,
Of understanding and paradoxes as
They dipped a cookie and smiled and
Carried on their conversation with
Depth and feeling without having said a word.