Cosmic Encryption Broadcast Wide as Bach
The mounting skylark sings the song of world
Religions everywhere. The leap from ground
To piercing toward the stratosphere is swirled
With incandescent notes. The lark has found
The meaning of the universe and sets
Itself the prophet’s task, a sacred one,
Of spreading melodies as holy jets
Of ciphered meaning, calling on the sun
To play a background part in rapture’s soul.
This message isn’t just a tiny trill.
Instead it is a swirling seer’s scroll
Sent out across the fields and sky, a shrill,
Fierce urgency bereft of words. Its codes
Remain unbroken since they hold God’s odes.
~ Phillip Whidden