Connel September 1, 2017April 3, 2019 ~ windinmywheels ~ 3 Comments song at evening sometimes there arises a wholly extraordinary clarity in my hearing the bowl sing. It has origins in something, somewhere quite beyond and yet entirely within anything and all that I can bring SRM Share this: Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like this:Like Loading...