There's this thing that's on my mind,
a word that rings. I think you'll find
a mind consumed. Presume to know
what all, and why, I'd like to show
you now just how that ringing word
appears. It's clear to all who've heard
the word before. It sure does ring in
terms of an Angel's voice when singing
praise. I raise my lance, defensive
not of what I've got, consent. Give
ear, and hear the word unfurling.
Voices join. Send winds awhirl. Bring
this brief missive closure, and know
how sound resounds as fast as it can go.