One dark night,
Fired with love's urgent longings
- Ah, the sheer grace! -
I went out unseen,
My house being now all stilled . . .
With no other light to guide me
than the one that burned in my heart
This guided me
More surely than the light of noon
To where He waited for me
- Him I knew so well -
In a place where None appeared
O guiding night! . . .
O night that has united
The Lover with His beloved,
Transforming the beloved
in her Lover.
(St. John of the Cross)
Photo: The moon and Venus, not long after sunset. At my campsite, Needles District, Canyonlands National Park, November 26, 2011
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