God is in the darkness with us, but not of the darkness
When darkness descends on you,
the unknown enfolds you,
the unseen holds you close,
when you look about for light
but see only shadow,
a way that can’t be found:
know that you have entered
the Holy of Holies,
the presence of God.
In the darkest regions,
the shady neighborhoods,
places under a pall if gloom
where mercy and justice are hidden:
God is not absent, but cloaked,
and holds her beloved even closer.
Bright mystery, holy darkness,
strip us of knowing too much.
Glory so thick you absorb all light,
bless us, who cannot see.
Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
http://www.unfoldinglight.net









