The dark night of the soul is a purging process that calls us to release all that is unhealed or unnecessary –releasing all this is in the way of our highest good. Michael Mirdad, the dark night of the soul)

dark soul

calls us

to release

our highest good

A strikethrough “po.em”, crossed off my to-post list, for mindlovemisery’s menagerie: sunday writing prompt (20.06.20)

Image: a grouping from the sculpture installation, Dark Night of the Soul, Ana Maria Pacheco, Pratt Contemporary Art

Upon a darkened night
The flame of love was burning in my breast
And by a lantern bright
I fled my house while all in quiet rest
Shrouded by the night
And by the secret stair I quickly fled
The veil concealed my eyes
While all within lay quiet as the dead
[Chorus:]
Oh night thou was my guide
Oh night more loving than the rising sun
Oh night that joined the lover
To the beloved one
Transforming each of them into the other
Upon that misty night
In secrecy, beyond such mortal sight
Without a guide or light
Than that which burned so deeply in my heart
That fire t’was led me on
And shone more bright than of the midday sun
To where he waited still
It was a place where no one else could come
[Chorus]
Within my pounding heart
Which kept itself entirely for him
He fell into his sleep
Beneath the cedars all my love I gave
From o’er the fortress walls
The wind would brush his hair against his brow
And with its smoothest hand
Caressed my every sense it would allow
[Chorus]
I lost myself to him
And laid my face upon my lover’s breast
And care and grief grew dim
As in the morning’s mist became the light
There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair
There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair
There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair

Dark Night of the Soul ( La noche oscura del alma) was written by 16th century Spanish mystic and poet, St. John of the Cross (Juan de la Cruz). He also wrote two book-length commentaries on the poem: Ascent of Mount Carmel (Subida del Monte Carmelo) and The Dark Night (Noche Oscura). Wikipedia