Comfort

• • Their courageous embrace
    It panics my senses.
    A subtle reaction not seen
    My face shifts. I blunder.
    Their comfort reminds me.
    
    I remember her face.
    But her name escapes me.
    It once was. But it isn't now.
    A ringing, a sound of warning.
    She was.. Once. Or rather she is
    
    She, IS a... A master of balance.
    An artist with time.
    A mistress of history.
    An interest of mine.
    
    The sound from the bells awake me
    Church bells not withstanding.
    They remind me of summers past.
    I dwell within her singing.