Artesian Well
I can’t carry a basic tune
Anymore than a bat can sing Hebrew
Or envision hieroglyphics,
But once I welled up bursting forth
Beyond all melodious barriers
Of sensuous fountaining,
Songing the voice of all singing.
Hosanna to the Highest and Deepest,
All-embracing universal cosmic Ultimate
Usually, I vocalize low and hesitant
With insecure, stressed effort
But on that humid evened night
In the crowded chapel meeting hall
In the midst of a thousand voiced joyfulness,
I not only caroled the Keys but was mused,
Songing the voice of all singing,
Hosanna to the Highest and Deepest
All-embracing universal Transcendent
We human instruments, fluting beautifully
One glorious open canticled Magnificat
With so much climatic passion;
Me, a human oboe in a great orchestra of tone
Being Bached and Beethovened,
To the alleluiaed heights,
Songing the voice of all singing,
Hosanna to the Highest and Deepest
All-embracing universal Transcendent.
Lava-hot harmonied, a chorale of joyous, exultant
Praise, the Spirit’s artesian well bursting forth,
Geysering up in ecstatic adulation,
Welling skyward beyond all measuring
To God, Transcendent Reality--
True, Good, Just,
Songing the voice of all singing,
Hosanna to the Highest and Deepest
All-embracing universal cosmic Ultimate.
Daniel Wilcox
1st pub. in
The Clockwise Cat;
and in published poetry book collections—
Psalms, Yawps, and Howls,
and selah river
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