Like a spider that climbs up your hand
Black, with white crest across its belly
Which paralyzes your senses;

Like a snake with brown diamonds
on its slender body
With a tongue that sticks out a warning:
Stay away!

So is the darkness that can be felt
Moving in slow motion
Through your dulled senses
Paralyzed feeling, feeling
of being lost and never found…

What is the way out?
How do you escape its leopard’s grip
that holds you down?

You glimpse up to see
a star or two
Some light to follow you out…

Yet it’s still dark. The gloom
fills your wearied tired body.
The soul seeks light,
It thinks light
It hopes light!

Finally, a cross on the dark hill
closes in.
Sharp explosions break out in your being
And a ray of light
Fills your soul,
Clearing out gloom and dark.

The dark cross chases darkness until
light shines through the eyes:

Welcome, light! Welcome!
PS. Then the Lord said to Moses, “Stretch out your hand toward the sky so that darkness spreads over Egypt—darkness that can be felt.”
Exodus 10:21 NIV


By Alexandra Mahanaim

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