Obsolete Wonder – 19th December 2025

~ shaun tenzenmen

Shared with W3 #190 – quoting Wordsworth*

The world clicks by in screens of graphic gain,
each hour refined for either profit, loss, or trend.
Praising the sharpest tools ever made to explain,
yet wondering why these days refuse to bend.

I walk beneath the wires and silent trees
and feel a hunger numbers cannot feed.
Our minds seem full of malaise and disease,
which is surely something none of us need.

I’d trade this clever age, so sure it’s new,
to be a Pagan suckled in a creed outworn*,
to hear a god breathe as the wind blows through,
and see the ocean settle for a new dawn.

These times, obsolete is the wonder, not belief;
The myth awakes where certainty may sleep.

24 thoughts on “Obsolete Wonder – 19th December 2025”

  5. You have said it so well – as time passes by, new knowledge which not everyone can or want to understand fully is occupying the minds – this knowledge is welcome but it is taking us away from the nature – the pagan way of understanding of the nature & world.

    Our minds seem full of malaise and disease,
    which is surely something none of us need.

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  7. This is an amazing poem. I think your Wordsworth stanza is my favorite because your lines that follow his echo my own heart —

    “to hear a god breathe as the wind blows through,and see the ocean settle for a new dawn.”

    So well done.

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  10. Beautiful poem, Shaun. These lines stick with me-

    ‘I’d trade this clever age, so sure it’s new,to be a Pagan suckled in a creed outworn*,to hear a god breathe as the wind blows through,and see the ocean settle for a new dawn.’

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