I am the whisper on the wend.The fire in your soul,
I, the will that cannot bend.
I’m the blaze of freedom’s mend.
Notes from Bones:
‘Wend’ is a term used by weavers, particularly on handlooms. They ‘wend’ the woof and warp of the weave… (I love alliteration.) Part of the original meaning of the word ‘wend’ is to ‘twist.’ Thread is also ‘twisted’ – or woven – into cloth, creating patterns.Metaphorically, those patterns – the ‘wend’ – are woven to become our society and culture. In a land of freedom, we don’t need the machines or industry of politics or of traditional institutions to weave the cloth of freedom for us. Free men and women can and do weave the cloth of our lives for ourselves. Free men and women create – weave – their own society and world. This independence and self-reliance is the blaze of freedom’s mend. The fire in your soul. That unquenchable coal. That ‘blaze’ and ‘fire’ and ‘coal’ are the ‘thread’ that is used to weave the ‘cloth’ of freedom.Thus, “…the whisper on the wend.”The “I” in this little bit of doggerel is, of course, Freedom, itself – which is ‘weaving the cloth’ of freedom throughout the nation. This ‘cloth’ is now being mended anew…by the fire in our souls….that unquenchable coal.
A huge and grateful WELCOME BACK to our very own Bones, Patriot Extroaordinaire and one heckuva dude!!!!!!!!!!!