Scenes from the Journey: The Empty Sky

Sunday, June 30, 2019

Cloudless, I agree, but not empty.

Bird-free at the moment, perhaps.

Even the wind is invisible

exactly because no drifting clouds

reveal its passing presence.

And yet this empty sky is full of mysteries,

full of unseen beings that we intuit

but that we deny or discount

when imagination fails us.

Since nothing can be proven either way,

is it not more joyful and more beautiful

to posit the empty sky as pulsating

with invisible Spirit?

I don't think that's the same

as Monsieur Pascal's waffling wager.

But maybe it is.

Scenes from the Journey