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Possible allusion or mapping onto the cave of Aeolus in the Aeneid? Absolute truth drawing boundaries for our fluctuating knowledge. Wind as a symbol of life, as in Virgil, here presented as the activity of God's spirit within these "jars of clay," calling to us from a position of ultimate stability, rooting our acts of love in God. The second half of the poem is in parallel to the first which makes me wonder why there doesn't seem to be a greater connection between absolute truth and knowledge, given that there is a telescopic connection between the wind that "blows within" and the absolute love which inspires it. Does our knowledge at least have the capacity to be connected to the divine albeit in an unstable manner? Am I missing something? Great poem.
Truth inspires knowledge, as the Spirit inspires love, with neither certainty nor compulsion.