Darkness, the Mother of light. Light, the daughter of Darkness and Presence, the Midwife.
Love
the Son of Suffering
Hate, the sister of Love,
and Presence, the Midwife.
Presence
the state of being
in ultimate acceptance
and non-judgement
of all that Is.
LOVE personified.
How is it that I continuously forget
that the way to the light
is through the dark tunnel
which gives birth to new light
that entering the tunnel
is not yet choice
but once inside,
consciousness and
love
can carry me out
of there
without too many bruises
Fighting the darkness, the torture, the pain,
the shackles, the agony and the imprisonment
wastes valuable energy that could be retained…..
fall,
fall,
fall into it all
drop down into the quagmire
of madness trusting
that you will not die!
And in return
the darkness, the anguish and the heavy veils
will give birth to the very wings
that will carry you towards the first sunlight
of the next day
Hail Mary why, oh why
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do I keep forgetting
that the pattern has not changed
in a million years
and it will not change
in another
Darkness will give birth
to the Light
and Light
will ultimately
require
the Darkness
to
be
known.