Our actions ring like a bell through the cosmos,
each moment of life,
a peal in the song of wonder.
Each strike causes infinite concerts of interdependent arising.
The universe is a great carillion, of which you are
the bellringer,
the bell,
the striker,
the vibration,
the echo, and
the cessation.
What note will you strike next?
Will it be in harmony with existance?
Do not fret. You cannot sing wrong!