Original Buoyancy / Joshua Alan Sturgill
Every night
you can look directly into Heaven
and reach the Sun
obliquely,
by way of the Moon.
Bodies of angels
arranged as portraits of gods
are the stars.
What better revelation
could you hope for?
Yet you sleep.
You don’t know night
is your daily Year
of Jubilee.
The sky’s library, its ever-
unrolling wisdom
is just within your grasp.
Little theologian
night whispers to the watchful eye
here is the Doctrine
of Original Buoyancy
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