If only we can see it
evening brings on thoughts
that only darkness shares.
The every day distractions
gone, no longer blinding us.

As we drift to the surface,
from water to air, we take a breath
suddenly afloat,
and from darkness to light,
we return.

Darkness carries so much light,
if only we can see it.
Only faith brings the torch.
It lights the way eternal,
no longer needing to see.

Only the yearning remains,
as we enter one realm to the next.
Hope in one, truth in the other.
Life taking form,
from faith. And, darkness carries so much light.

n.

This is one of my favorite hymns and I thought that I would post the words, which is why it sends me. Words and music by Carolyn McDade 1935 and copyrighted in 1992 by Unitarian Universalists

Spirit of life
come unto me.
Sing in my heart all the
Stirrings of compassion.

Blow in the wind, rise in the sea,
move in the hand, giving life the shape
of justice.

Roots hold me close; wings set me free;
Spirit of life, come to me, come to me.