Long Goodbyes

Voices choral, chimes of clay ring out oh so merrily to a wintry sky And earthen sounds once silent, still, now shout in harmony and majesty, they cry. A brightness sheers the air as metal sounds, long cylinders of brass clink in the breeze like childish laughter each fresh note abounds a thankful note the past year to appease. In churches, mosques and temples they sing as clappers sound the tone around their rims forged of metal, or blown in glass, they ring resounding as the hours of this year dim. Rejoice, rejoice a New Year has begun Goodbye they toll and sing here comes the sun.