Grey skies full of stars

Written September 9, 2020 as my small group began reading Radical Amazement by Judy Cannato

​Your sky is grey, God
There are no stars, no sun or moon
Only shades of grey somehow too bright for my sensitive eyes
Yet the stars and the sun and the moon are all still there
Infinite stars and suns and moons in countless galaxies
All beyond my sight, but surely there
This empty grey sky reveals as much as a clear dark night spread with twinkling stars
It reveals that I am blind, I cannot see
 
I try to contain your boundless sky
To make it a canopy over these houses and trees
            and over the houses and trees of those I know
            and over places I’ve been
But it is not a blanket
            or gauze
            ​or even a glass ceiling
It is infinity, or a void somehow full of potential
Alpha and Omega commingled and co-creating
 
Your sky stretches to all that was and is and ever will be
To the heavens, whatever that means
To Love
 
When I see by starlight, I glimpse your vast design
I begin to sense my place in the universe
A lovely speck in something too big with beauty to fully perceive
But when you hide the stars from my view
I am still part of your creation
Formed in your image
Fearfully and wonderfully made
Beyond understanding