Provide Yourself with Words

BY LAWRENCE “MACK” HALL

Tollite vobiscum verba, et convertimini ad Dominum¹

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Provide yourself with words, with magic words,

And like Old Väinämöinen² sing them

Into the air, the wild, clean air, those words

Sing all that’s Good and Beautiful and True

The Sampo of your mind spins not out flour

Nor salt nor gold, but needful thoughts and songs

In words that sing and sail beyond the sun

And back into that Founding whence they came

Write, then, the Good, the Beautiful, the True

And let God write them back again to you

1. Hosea 14:3, Vulgate ↩︎
2. The Kalavela ↩︎