Answering The Bell
Using the intellect
to understand God
A circle unending
no light in the fog
Our mind like a hammer
to pry and to nail
Constrained by our motion
and destined to fail
But deep in our essence
that we’ve named the soul
A voice is there calling
a bell waits to toll
To ring in tomorrow
with songs of today
Proclaiming the music
—our spirit’s ordained
(Beaupre: January, 2022)
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