Into Darkness

In the place beyond our light, your bed of darkness is made.

Into Darkness

In the beginning was darkness.
God waved his hand.
This was before we could see.
of what we can’t understand.

If I could raise my hand so that
the darkness could be felt,
I could make kneelers of those
who have never knelt.

The darkness of knowing 
is like a blanket on a bed,
the ceiling of darkness 
between the living and dead.

For th…