Poetry

The Dark Night of The Soul

Beginning of the new Dawn

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In this dark night of the soul,
When the glimmer of hope
is flickering into obscurity.
Humanity creating illusionary
walls within, unwelcoming, unaccepting.

When beings are not respected,
not loved and cared for,
hurting one another
and how easily and indifferently,
snatching away one's right to be.

When the river of love
seems to have dried up
And compassion seems
to be in oblivion in the face of ego,
Humanity is trapped in a cage
of their own making
screaming and crying within.

It is this dark night of the soul,
when one becomes tired
and sick of being sick,
One turns inward and opens their heart
allowing ‘his’ light to enter
empowering us to break free.

This light brings forth compassion,
and the river of love springs to life…