Can it be a good thing, this darkness?
A kind of light that shows me things
I like to hide from in broad daylight
A kind of cover that lets me bring
Such things up that otherwise
Might be all too much to see?
The night has it’s treasures, the dark pain
Cuts through the emptiness of pretence
There will always be dawn but don’t rush there
Deep spiritual knowing can be found in the
Dark, empty, cold and lonely nights of the soul.
Krishna can be found there, in the longing for truth
The need for shelter, the sweet surrender of no more
To give, to fight, to figure it all out alone.
Pain and suffering are good, the sages say
For they can bring us to places we need to go
Beyond the mind and ego
And into the company of those who know.