|I listened to the wind, and thought that there could be bells|
Photos of the bells at the Soleri Bridge and Plaza in Scottsdale. You should hear them when the wind blows. Public art for a public that thinks. These are right along the cycle path. Whenever I hear them clanging away in the wind, I am touched that someone put them there merely for the purpose of me hearing them when I ride past. I hear them; I'm listening.
Sometimes I also stop to admire them swaying in the breeze. This much we can do: see one another as curious minds, open to new ideas, wandering, and interested in the occasional soft sound of bells clanging along the path.