The Winds of Wonder

The inspired and inevitable Word

Winging through new heavens of beauty and truth

To the spirit hastening in dazzles of life

Cruises great word bearing in its rush every sense,

A rapture in rhyme and metaphor and phrase,

An epic that extols the all-apprehending sun,

Growing literature of the absolute idiom,

In its comprehension dynamic knowledge;

Miracles now hurry in their confident wonders,

Like rain of honey pouring from excellence’s hive;

Oh the sound of a hundred ton bell pealing from the sky

As with gold-dense silence would it enter our valleys!

Witness an amazing creation tiptoeing today

Even as is heard echo of the silverest footfall,

A vast consciousness building a truth-world;

There’s the promise getting fulfilled in hard stuff

Deathlessly winning in it a body of light.

6 December 2025

Beehive

A hundred ton bell