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