Dark Night of the Soul

Soulball

 

 

My soul feels tight
Like a ball of yarn
Wound around itself
Strand by strand round and round
Until no redemptive chink
Admits light or air.
Ego clamors to unravel and reveal
As if knowing alone can extricate and redeem.

Instead
Spirit takes this Jonah by the hand
And descends into the belly of the ball
To sit in her light and breathe in her air
Until the beginning strand finds me,
Wraps me round and catapults me
Into divine spaciousness.

© rita h kowats 7-16

 

 

 

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6 thoughts on “Dark Night of the Soul

  1. Yes indeed, thank you for sharing. Where are we going?

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    On Jul 11, 2016, at 6:04 PM, Spirituality Without Borders: Reflections

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