You are Rest

You are rest, gentle peace; the longing, you, and that which satisfies it.

I consecrate to you, full of joy and sorrow, as a dwelling place here, my eyes and heart.

Come commune with me, and close quietly behind you the gates.

Drive other pain from this breast.

Full may this heart be of you joy.

The temple of these eyes from your radiance alone brightens; oh, fill it completely.

- Franz Schubert

The Dark Night of the Soul

When all is black and despair sets in, I will not weep nor will I fear.

If all the world shall crumble and all that I hold dear shall brashly fall away,

I will rest in the fullness of your shadow.

All that we love and all that we ever care for shall dissipate one day.

Everything that we long for shall come to ruin.

You alone remain constant, you alone bring us life.

Who else shall we look to if the world should falter?

Who else would ever care for us in our time of need?