If you have understood, then what you have understood is not God.
I have come to know of
a darker God. There are hours
in the night when He is formless
and void beyond all that is.
Impersonal and elsewhere, He
is the frightening spaciousness
that swallows the universe whole.
He is in stark contrast to all
claims and constructs. The
moment He is imagined, He is not
imagined. The moment He is
described, He is not described. He is utterly
unaware of religion and bears no impulse
toward the chanting of creeds or the
wrenching of pleas. He is from
nowhere and headed toward nothing. He is
boundless, vast and unspeakable, never to
be found. I did not love God
until I learned of a darker God, for surely
He leads me out beyond all reaches
of human desperation and endeavor.
When I begin in the dark, I am free.
When I begin in the dark, finally,
I know how to pray.