”In our middle condition, sojourn in the light of God cannot be uncoupled from being shaken by the darkness of time, and from being unsettled in the darkness of God.” Desmond, G & B, 338.
I just noticed
night has fallen. No more pink-
grey sunset dramas.
I walk home in Win-
ter dark. Polite porch lights seem
Back to Buson. Spring,
summer, fall, winter: his light
touch keeps me grounded.