NIGHT

Light beckons the soul
To night

I fly in its wake

Into the depths
Of darkness
The disappearance

Of all that would give
Me sight

Trusting the Presence
The Absence that is
Evidence

Of the One
For whom I ache
And yearn and thirst

His imperceptible Breath
Inflowing to me

The Holiness to which
I am called

The Love of which
I am incapable