At Full Peal

the enso

Looking up at the bell tower of a cathedral

"finding God" by marlowe

the poem

Beauty bewitches via math,
inside algorithms: the fractal
that defines a forest, the syncopation
weaving through jazz, the clamor
of cathedral bells at full peal,
precisely ringing pattern from chaos.
It begins in dissonance but soon
resolves as silence
punctuates the resonance
like the slow-motion dip
a pendulum sweeps
as it passes center. Like any other
syntax, it suggests meaning, suggests
a divine order rarely replicated.

Date: Tuesday, 17. July 2012 20:27
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