by Emma Freeman

There is a bell somewhere

deep inside of my body

sitting in a dark, warm cave

patiently waiting in charged stillness

ready to respond when the time comes

It listens

attuning itself to the expansive, spacious silence

ready to ring out

to reverberate into the waves of the air

flowing through me

bouncing off of my curved walls

traveling through layers of soft tissues

winding through villages of bones

dancing across fluid oceans and rivers

sending vibrations of resonance

out

acting as a beacon

a siren call

to listen and to feel

for what just rang that bell…