Maureen Marie Damery

Follow the song of your heart-embrace it's gentle whispers
for they are composed in the Source Code of Your Soul

Chapter 8: Healing Crisis ~ System Overload ~ Reboot and Rejuvenate 

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St John of the Cross (Juan de la Cruz) 

On a dark night, 

Kindled in love with yearnings–oh, happy chance!– 

I went forth without being observed, 

My house being now at rest. 

In darkness and secure, 

By the secret ladder, disguised–oh, happy chance!– 

In darkness and in concealment, 

My house being now at rest. 

In the happy night, 

In secret, when none saw me, 

Nor I beheld aught, 

Without light or guide, save that which burned in my heart. 

This light guided me 

More surely than the light of noonday 

To the place where he (well I knew who!) was awaiting me– 

A place where none appeared. 

Oh, night that guided me, 

Oh, night more lovely than the dawn, 

Oh, night that joined Beloved with lover, 

Lover transformed in the Beloved! 

Upon my flowery breast, 

Kept wholly for himself alone, 

There he stayed sleeping, and I caressed him, 

And the fanning of the cedars made a breeze.

The breeze blew from the turret 

As I parted his locks;

With his gentle hand he wounded my neck 

And caused all my senses to be suspended.

I remained, lost in oblivion; 

My face I reclined on the Beloved.

All ceased and I abandoned myself, 

Leaving my cares forgotten among the lilies.