The Wealth of Logic and of Knowledge
For Brian who has a mathematical mind
A wealthy heather robes the royal fields.
That purple is presented wide and high
On hills. They take the flowering as it wields
Its majesty then upward to the sky
As Thomas raised theology above
The welter of the controversialists
Around his quill and parchment. He wrote love
Methodically among the godly fists
That thrived on fighting over beauty in
The monastery scrolls dispersed around
The deserts and iced bogs. The luscious sin
Of pride his maths-like inkwell scratching drowned.
He wrote in black, not purple in his cell.
He searched out what a rigid mind could quell.
~ Phillip Whidden