When Darkness is Touched by Mystery

Darkess touched by MysteryToday is a day of darkness,
A day when the fairest star is obscured,
Held within a tomb of stone— reserved.
Somewhere deep in that space of gloom
Mystery stirs, kept within the dark,
Beyond where mind can comprehend the healing of holiness at work.
As close as we are in prayer,
We cannot cross the boundary—
The portal is closed for now, blocked by door as dense as stone.
Profoundly heavy, we remain alone in grief.
To wait in the night demands a certain depth and height,
Trusting the Universe’s Collective Subtlety and Breath.
Death is completely safe….  It is not a final end….
Blends and bends with the light of the stars,
And burns with Light, reserved as we wait Return.


2 thoughts on “When Darkness is Touched by Mystery

  1. Death as mystery but safe huh? If the poet says so, at least one person is looking forward with confidence with a reason. Carry on.

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