I can't reconcile br myself to what goes on br under the blue sky, br br that unifying symbol, br Glory painted right above us br in case we ever needed a reminder br of how One all life is &#151 br br under this miraculous dome br that gives our breath and breezes, br whose spinning molecules br of dervish ozone dance br in my eyes, propelling br my entire being into ecstasy br just from sticking my head br out the door in the morning. br br And yet under this blue br sky atrocities go on, br br nine million killed, br for example, br in the trenches br of World War I, br many on a beautiful br day like this one. br br I don't have to recite br the litany of modern history, br you were there or br you read or heard br about it, and if not, br look at yesterday's papers, br br and closer to home br I often struggle in my own life br like a fish who can barely br suck oxygen through his gills. br br Life seems to be made br for contemplation br of this conundrum &#151 br hell and purgatory continue br to stage their dramas on earth, br yet I know this world br can only be Heaven br br under the gorgeous Unity br of the one, life-giving br blue sky.