Thoughts on time
in tones of blues
or orange, bright
pearls of sun
drip down these tubes,
while air slips through
their purple scales,
random chance, dares,
wishing only for harmony.
Wind chimes remind us of the persistent nature of change, and teach us to make music with lessons learned from impermanence.
Click here to hear the chimes of a “Balinese” scale hanging near my house.
I have several sets of medium to large chimes hanging around my garden. Their scales are neither happy nor sad, but mysterious and questioning. I never tire of hearing them. Their music ranges from one tone lingering across many seconds to a joyous cacophony of 30 bells clanging in response to active wind.
David…really loved this one, and the wind chimes, which we are also surrounded by.
Went to the Chicago Symphony Center on Friday. Enjoyed the Vienna Choir Boys. Such pure young voices!
Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving.
I love windchimes, too. As a matter of fact, I think most of my Christmas presents this year will be windchimes…I can’t think of a better gift.
I’m looking forward to reading the rest of your site!
Don- Thanks for stopping by. You can’t go wrong with the Chicago symphony. Wish I could go hear them.
Marion- I made wind chimes one year. It was fun to figure out the scales and lengths of tubes.
David, do you experience tones in color?
MB- No, not really, just the moods of colors.