Like one submerged sees through a periscope
the land and sky that lie above the waves,
I had a vision that has given hope
that there is life for us beyond our graves.
I have believed since I have faintly seen
the heavens shine above the murky depth
where we are now as in a submarine,
subject to the whims of time and death.
But in the depths where periscopes can’t reach
the surface to give us a higher view,
I sometimes lose my faith that there’s a beach
and question whether what I glimpsed is true.
There was a March for Science across this country yesterday. It did not draw huge crowds but the participants were enthusiastic. Unfortunately, many of the participants seem to be close to declaring that there is a war on science or some other foolishness. There is not.
To show you this, consider the staunchest climate change denier. If they went to the doctor and were diagnosed with a serious disease and were offered a treatment produced by the finest medical science in the world, do you honestly think they would say “Science? I want none of that. Send for an exorcist.”?