Night falls, and something of life seems to pale like winter. I can feel the cold chill encroaching over my soul. I hear the voiceless call of death hovering in the midst of this darkness. I peer into the lonely void of the wilderness; yet, I know I am not truly alone.
Even though I sail toward death’s sallow shore, I know it will not hold me in its vice-dark grip. I am heart-green by the riverside. I am evergreen by the brook. My life-source flows from a source unseen. My soul’s sight sees beyond the dark night’s subtleties.
My soul’s sight sees beyond the dark night’s subtleties.
I cannot see into the night with my natural perception. My eyes cannot pierce the darkness of the veil. I see but through a mirror, dimly. I look, but do not perceive. I try in my mind to imagine the full flower of light divided, but even the keenest eyes witness but a fraction of the visible world.
I stare into the dark, and breathe in the unseen substance of life; but, the essence of reality remains obscure. I hear its unseen mystery moving through the trees. I catch its rushing songs of freedom in my ear. I feel it fly across my face, and I follow. I hear its whispered invitation lead the way, and I walk in its welcoming wake
Even with eyes, we glimpse but the surface of life’s dark ocean.
Even with eyes, we glimpse but the surface of life’s dark ocean. How can any claim to truly see? I see enough to know that I am blind, and faith is the wind that guides me through the night.
I will follow you blindly into the night, because I know that you are good. You are safe, and you are leading me in the way that leads to everlasting life. I cannot see, but I trust you. Though I feel the force of fear surround me, I will step forward in the freedom of faith, knowing that my foot will fall on a firm foundation. Holy Father, You are light; there is no darkness in You. Let Your perfect love be the fuel of my faith, and may I never turn aside from trusting You. Amen.