The bell ringer cries…

 “Come my friends,
let's go to that place
Where all are the daughters
of regal majesty
To that court where 
the hopeless are honoured
Where time and space meet
And the fragrance of magic
is released
There finally we may lay down all
In that circle will be the invitation
Our united breath will lift us
For the kiss of God
is refused to none
The melody of praise divine
Will break us open
And into a love without conclusion
Come my friends to meet the mouth
Of God, the one and only King”