Wednesday, April 15, 2020

Via Negativa

No unknowable
Can be known as such.

The black hole has been
Imaged in outline.

What can’t be can’t be
Certain, not for sure.

So go ahead, name
And count everything,

All the attributes
Of unnameable God,

Whatever you like.
Only the names know,

And they aren’t telling.
The days have voices

If you give them names—
The names, not the days—

But you can’t control
What they do with them.

Whatever the name
Of God means at dawn

By evening the same
Means going around.

For now, let’s call it
A day. If it’s not

This one, then maybe
It’s another one.

Just sit in the sun
As the sun goes down.

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