Being Past Our Sight

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It would be best to travel light
Between the darkness and the light,
From light of sun to blaze of star
Wherever many mansions are
Or are not, being past our sight
Between the darkness and the light.
~Vassar Miller from “Traveling Light”

I strain to see what I cannot.
I want to see like an eagle, great distances in precise and exacting detail,
or like a microscope scrolling close down to the infinity
within the universe of the cell.

I want to see where I now stand
between the darkness and the light,
how much shadow falls
on me and from me.

I hope to see where I will be,
beyond the limits of sight,
where promises prepare
the darkness to yield to everlasting light.

In my Father’s house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.
John 14:2