The great miraculous bell of translucent ice is suspended in mid-air.<br /><br />It rings to announce endings and beginnings. And it rings because there is fresh promise and wonder in the skies.<br /><br />Its clear tones resound in the placid silence of the winter day, and echo long into the silver-blue serenity of night.<br /><br />The bell can only be seen at the turning of the year, when the days wind down into nothing, and get ready to march out again.<br /><br />When you hear the bell, you feel a tug at your heart.<br /><br />It is your immortal inspiration.