The Abyss
How dark must the darkness be?
when I was young and incautious
I struggled to accept my own nothingness
and I feared the darkness of the abyss.
How empty must the womb be?
I struggle to know why God should
care, but despite my fear of the darkness
I know that God does in fact care.
How large must the vacuum be?
in my grown-up fear of the abyss
I acknowledge my own nothingness
and I ask for nothing - trusting.
How vast must the place be?
I now wait in a mysterious place that
is a vast ‘no-place’ place in silent
adoration – trusting.