Sometimes it feels like someone is striking a gong
Over and over again.
Just when I think the sound has died away
When I can’t hear it anymore
When I think I’m free of it
The sound gest louder again as it’s struck with the felt covered mallet.
When it’s first struck, the gong is impossible to ignore and it reminds me
That the sound has never stopped
The call has only gotten weaker –
So weak one can forget about it for the moment
But still ringing
When it is struck anew.