In the silences between peals of the bell

In the silences between peals of the bell
I knit my brow, and think.
As the sun slips away, I chant lines out loud.
Even a single word must come through painstaking effort,
like searching for a golden hook in all the sands
of the Ganges.
Author of original: 
Chin Nung
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