Divine Darkness

It came in tranquility, fumbling in reverence, like the first snow, Dancing like the mist on a woodland lake and reverberating like a trumpet of war It gently divested the lustre of the hopeful spring sun. And in silence devoured the delightful moment of the sweet wine The dark night of the soul The vivid, white smile, full of life, turned into horrible screams of lamentation Cascades of silver droplets, flowing down lacerated features Like a string of pearls, they find their way to the bitter flood of tears On his black horse, Chaos rides in his grim lance In a sudden fury, every shred of daylight is mutilated I – a living dead, chained to the most powerful shackles, Sealed in the inner chambers of anguish Struggling in poverty, wrapped in thistles This blackness This blood stained night This pitch-dark midwinter of the soul Hark! The sound of ancient, whispering voices Enter the golden ladder, climb towards the mountain peak! There be light, there thou shalt be crowned with the noble crown of reason Immanence, a streak of deeper darkness poured its presence upon my cell Everything was... different The non-existence was no more The light was nowhere to be found, its radiance could not be seen My path leads from clarity to obscurity Smitten by the refulgence of divine darkness, Embraced by the darkest of light Gloria Patri et Filio et Spiritus Santcus... Most holy of Mysteries – encircled by a billion suns Origin of the starry firmament of the Northern sky O, Transcendente! Surrounded by the haze of blackness, in the dark I found Thy dwelling To perceive the Name brings delirium to the soul My interior trembles with awe The rich garments of language standing naked and destitute Overtaken by the radiance of divine darkness Embraced by the darkest of light