Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Into the Darkness


By Jonathan Dunnemann

Into the night, I set out alone becoming a witness to its vast stretch of darkness. Lacking in light, but desperately seeking.

What is willed to be found lies somewhere between crown and underfoot.

Absent a burning candle, without even a flicker of illumination, I cling to hope. And together, we remain inseparable.

Guided mostly by spiritual imagination, I let go of fear and begin to trust in the unseen yet clearly felt distinction between what is cold and empty and that which radiates warmth bi-directionally.

Once this unmistakable originating connection is reestablished there is no need for more seeking. I have been found, I am home again and suddenly wholly transformed.