He was lifted up, and a cloud took him out of their sight.
While he was going they were gazing up toward heaven…
                   —Acts 1.9-10

Sometimes empty sky
is what we get,

loss and absence
our only version of the Beloved,

the fact of lack of tact
our faith, for this:

the One has exceeded now
one flesh and is flesh

with all flesh, the Body
raised into all bodies,

your place no longer there, but here,
in love, even when borne as grief,

the emptiness in us
your shape.

Even your absence
hosts your presence,

our yearning
is you.

Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light

May 14, 2021

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