A Prayer to Black
Apr. 15th, 2011 12:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hearth_tottI call to Black, friend of the self, friend of truth,
whose hand in our lives is ever-present, veiled or
made clear; whose guidance is at once firm and gentle,
whose wisdom is always within reach. You know
the longest journey leads through life, by paths uncertain
toward fates unguessed, each tale untold until its end.
The treasure of remembrance is yours, the memories
of things long gone, the resonance of lives well lived.
The unseen, the unknown, the undiscovered,
all are yours, all are prized no less for their darkness.
Above all truth is yours, the truth that must be found
within, bitter or sweet, in the heart and spirit.
whose hand in our lives is ever-present, veiled or
made clear; whose guidance is at once firm and gentle,
whose wisdom is always within reach. You know
the longest journey leads through life, by paths uncertain
toward fates unguessed, each tale untold until its end.
The treasure of remembrance is yours, the memories
of things long gone, the resonance of lives well lived.
The unseen, the unknown, the undiscovered,
all are yours, all are prized no less for their darkness.
Above all truth is yours, the truth that must be found
within, bitter or sweet, in the heart and spirit.
