Dark Was the Night
Dark Was the Night
Find within you that light.
Hold still
and you will witness
great beauty everywhere
- all around you,
as it enters your soul,
breath after subconscious
breath.
You will also see
resistance,
heartbreak,
and brokenheartedness
- all of it human,
all of it a valiant effort
to resist wrestling
with our dark angels.
Something in you opens
then closes upon remembering.
We all shudder
at the ways you have suffered.
Please go to the mat with your demons.
We are praying with you
constantly.
If you die
we will die with you.
One does not become enlightened
by imagining figures of light,
but by making the darkness conscious.
~ Carl Jung
You are the blood flowing through my fingers
You are the blood in my fingertips
The soil up in those trees
Like electricity
Like sound, like lights
All through the soil in those trees
You are the word I shall write
You are solitude
You are electricity
You're light
