A black hole is a region of spacetime exhibiting gravitational acceleration so strong that nothing—no particles or even electromagnetic radiation such as light—can escape from it.
—Wikipedia
Perhaps black hole is just another word
for God—a force that pulls in everything,
regardless of how that everything looks or prays or votes.
A cup that runneth—not over, but ever in. A shepherd
so adept at shepherding that nothing—
no sheep, no man, no star, no dust—
could ever be lost in its spacetime pasture.
It creates communion, obliterates separateness.
In pictures, it’s a vision of still water.
In truth, it’s unable to be known.
A force that overwhelms all other forces.
It devours some, and in others spurs growth.
And what isn’t, I suppose, another word
for God: Ledger. Valley. Garden. Death.
Rhubarb. Rod. Human. Staff.
There is this gift to see the divine in everything.
There is this force that pulls the everything in.
Every particle. Every everything. Even (my god) the light.
Oh, I love this so much!!! So much! I’ve used it several times already and it speaks to me differently every time. I’ve been using it in my teaching. It just leaves the room breathless – you know – “a force that pulls in everything,regardless of how that everything looks or prays or votes.” Thanks for teaching with me even when you aren’t here! Love and Namaste dear friend
sweet you, thank you! I do loves me some darkness … oh the sheer nothing of it. and the everything of it. I love that you let it hit you differently … you are an amazing Augusta, a gift of a friend. love love love