A Silver Bell's Resonance

Venturing further across the balcony rail, I noticed a slender brass wind chime suspended just beneath the awning. A light afternoon gust swayed its tiny central rod, producing an intermittent, clear ring. Intrigued by the vibration, I extended my arm and placed the flat of my palm against the smooth metal tube right after it struck. The resonant hum pulsed gently through my fingers, tingling through my wrist like a hidden cadence. I closed my eyes and stood poised, absorbing the chime’s fading reverberation until complete silence returned.