Nothing to answer back to, nothing to dress us down.
Thus do we slide into our disbelief
and disaffection,
“Looking around” Charles Wright.
I cannot fathom;
my thoughts cannot grasp
my arms cannot encompass
Infinity
Can prayers then reach
endlessness?
Lost in such space
like a mewling kitten in a maze of caves
just an echo
utterly alone? Or reassuringly
absorbed
just as droplets
gravitate to the lake?
We finite beings
uneasy with mortality
find comfort in our very boundaries.
We have cast off fathomless faith
put creation in a nutshell;
DNA and accidental genes
laws, formulas, experiment
our polished prayer beads
our go-to certainty.
We have followed the science
down black holes
into quantum questions
to places we cannot fathom
cannot grasp
cannot encompass.
world without end
Amen.
For Bjorn’s MTB prompt we are engaging with the ‘via negativa‘ – a way of approaching ineffable concepts by saying what it is not. The poem’s title, from the kabbalah, translates from Hebrew to ‘without end or infinity’ i.e. a word for God before creation; unmanifest, incomprehensible and indescribable, the “divine nothingness.”
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