Darkness

“And when we come to search for God, Let us first be robed in night, Put on the mind of morning

 To feel the rush of light Spread slowly inside The color and stillness Of a found world.”

― John O'Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Invocations and Blessings

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there is something about the blackness of night

gives power to the dawn

although there is beauty in a night sky

littered with stars

and in the mountains ghostly in the moon light

but Ah!

morning

as the sun creeps above the horizon

merely a hint of light

and then morning bust

incendiary

orange yellow red

reflective brilliance

then at last the first rapiers of light

cleaving the darkness

setting  the world aflame

dazzling, blinding

luminosity

made richer by the dark

so too at times the inner darkness

in its deep richness

resolves into light,

transfiguration,

lifting us

out of the gloom

its radiance

made even more profound

by the dark night of the soul

which it destroyed 

and so life

illumined by Sacred love

flourishes

Kodachrome,

grayness banished

as life

now

afire with Sacred

is found