Up in the air

             While he was going
             and they were gazing up toward heaven,
             suddenly two men in white robes stood by them.

                                                      —Acts 1.10

It was not what we had hoped for,
that this moment of uplifting victory—
Jesus ascending to the throne of heaven—
would drip with grief. But we’d lost him.
In the wake of the swirling glory
we stood on the windswept hill
looking up vacantly into the air
as at a graveside, in silent discomfort,
hollowed out by sorrow at his departure,
heaven’s theft, the cloud’s cruel erasure.

It took angels to nudge us awake,
to begin to think not of what used to be
but what was possible.

Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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