Hun Yuan Ling Tong, becoming the bell
We can hear it
peeling forth its clear song
lifting up out of the crystalline mist
Hun ... Yuan ... Ling ... Tong
A bell, reflecting
the brilliance of the light of its song,
its substance, its source.
Clear, strong vibrations
penetrating all frequencies.
calling forth integration
formless, flowing, form,
each surrendering into sweet sounds.
Hun, everything and nothing
the spacious potential
in which the bell hangs.
Yuan, the loop at the top of the bell
enabling truth
to sing
freely
the love song
between the formless and the form
Ling, the movement of the clapper
swinging in response to the loveliness of life
in the pure creation,
energy expressing
Tong, the vibrations of tone,
the reunion of clapper and bell
opening of sound
bringing forth potential
into notes of truth.
Hun Yuan Ling Tong
Calling forth the infinite potential as the song of our being
June 3, 2011
GUMA, (my grandmother name)Judy Tretheway
Haola (all is well, so be it!) Haola
