The Bells Ring All Night

The bells ring all night, 

In my mother’s house

I wake up many times...

Transported to Gangotri of many years ago

Sleeping in his arms on that cold damp night

The bells of the white temple waking up ahead of us

The day before that enchanted trek to Gaumukh…

Ringing, ringing

It doesn't stop, I don’t learn

Even after a week of telling myself

This is just a wind chime

Just a clever wind chime

Swinging in the strong wind outside

The bells ring all night

In my mother’s house

I live in different worlds all night

In my mother's house

Pictures courtesy:
http://myyatradiary.blogspot.in/2011/11/photographical-memories-from-himalayas_13.html
http://studio.nathanielguy.com/wind_chimes