You were one of those
Who saw Brother Leo
Off to Rome
In 1971,
Standing in the cloister,
After supper,
The dark sky,
The stars
And full moon,
The bats
Flittering in
And out
Of the arches,
And that firm handshake
And warm embrace,
The last words
Before departure,
And the bell
For Compline
Echoing
From the tall
Church tower
Of the abbey
And all knowing
For whom
The bell tolled.
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