Sacred Darkness

28 Feb


May the night come in silver slippers on the satin floor,

overcoming my eyes, all my senses with a delicate caress,

softly singing a love song

that is vaguely familiar and peacefully consoling.


May I surrender all resistance,

lay aside the toys of the day

and rest my head on her lap

while she blows out the candle

and creates the sacred darkness of sleep.

2 Responses to “Sacred Darkness”

  1. Kara Gay Boegel February 28, 2016 at 6:45 pm #

    Roger, Absolutely beautiful! Thanks, KaraGay

    Sent from my iPad


  2. February 29, 2016 at 10:51 am #

    This makes me homesick for our New Hampshire hilltop where we see an unobstructed sunset at the close of everyday–sometimes a ravishing red or hot pink and gold, sometimes a quiet symphony of pastels, sometimes high and wide, sometimes just a whisper above the blue mountains on the western horizon, yet always a surprise and a wonder–a gift that calls for deep thanksgiving. And then the sacred darkness.

    P.S. Bill has filled an album to overflowing with photos of sunsets. We score them from1 to 10.

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