AMONG THE COSMIC AUDIENCE

 

AMONG THE COSMIC AUDIENCE

We hear the bell ring

drinking coffee on the porch

and we look around

as we go back to small talk

asking where did it come from

And now it’s ringing

over our heads, it’s our bell

and it’s not the wind

music from the universe

spider-swing from gutter to clapper

We can’t get enough

of the song, this porch music

holds us enveloped

Sunday morning absorbed, God-held

in a house of bell ringers

One sits before this

wonder-spun one doesn’t know

One doesn’t question

Days later buying groceries

birds follow us in the store

This ringing spider-bell

releases music

from the burden of beauty.

Jim Bodeen

2-5 July 2023