Sacred Darkness - Fred LaMotte

Darkness is not the absence of light.
Darkness is the womb of light.
Darkness has nothing to do
with evil.
It is the deepest good.
Darkness is not despair
but the peace where joy begins
as a hidden seed
of self-enfolding.

A bud wrapped in darkness
to protect its golden petals
from the frost,
a chrysalis cocooned in darkness
to protect its rainbow wings
from the storm,
your tears rapt in shadows
to ripen before they fall.
The void is moist and fertile.
There, stars shine
because of the blackness
between them.
The Sun reconceived
on the longest evening 
of the year.

The New Moon an embryo
floating in holiness,
radiance sheathed
in the unseen maternity
of night.

Honor the ache
of your desolation.
Feel the darkness breathe
and kick in your belly,
down where you would not go.
This exhalation will lead you
to the pulse of divine
Unknowing.
For darkness is not
the absence of light.
Darkness is the mother of fire.

Fred LaMotte

Uradiance