The sound of chimes

Silver brilliant light
On a windowpane
Hover by the glass,
Glower in the dark.
Smoothly, delicately,
Slowly crept past.
The moon is advancing behind you.
The night is still tonight.
A flutter -what-
Be heard
Something unknown emerged.
A stranger.
Keep moving…
The speed of sound
Travels faster than the shadows.
Movements disappeared.
A warning.
Here comes the sound of chimes:
A visitor.

Which is wind,
Which is spirits.