Points in a Circle
God is a circle, said Empedocles,
Whose centre is everywhere but whose circumference is nowhere.
Thus unity and diversity cohabit, distance and immediacy, completion and initiation.
Radius in time as well as space;
Existence that forever is, forever will be, forever was.
God unbounded, omnipresent in time and space.
A spiral galaxy;
Not a circle but points in a force field, slowly dissipating in a mist.
God dissolving in time and space.
Wave on rolling wave, eddies in a pond,
Wheel after fervid wheel, moving in all directions,
A ceaseless energy.
A centre constantly changing,
In ever-variable relation to itself and each other point,
A great vibration.
Taijitu, nested circles:
One circle, one whole, but circles within,
Interlocked and interacting manifestations of the whole.
A world of angles, for utility is angular.
Utility and vanity of buildings, authorities, policy frameworks, laws,
Divorced from nature, from circle, from God.
Lives lived in the compass of a pendulum, but not the full circle,
Lives that are or seem so bounded.
In God, in the circle, there is hope.
I see and yet I do not see, I cannot see.
But I remember the Tao:
Model the Godness in its entirety, the goodness at all points;
Honour the yang and yin, and all between; give and graciously receive;
Then the circle will be complete.