// into the dark //


The future has always been dark, angel.
Always unknown and unknowable.
The future is dark that you may remember
to light your fires, to keep them burning,
to stay close
for warmth.
Flare up in the brilliant fires of love,
the luminous fires of hope,
the fires of light
in the caverns of our darkest places.
Inside the human heart it is dark, supple, strong,
wet, flexing, pulsing and alive.
The future has always been dark, beloved.
Dark that we may adjust our eyes
to move out across uncertain terrain,
dark that we may heighten
our other senses:
that of hearing, to listen intently
for what, we may not yet know
but listen, listen, listen, still;,
that of feeling
with hands, feet, skin, breath,
instinct. Memory.
that we may be guided
by the glow of inner wisdom,
that we may light candles
and explore halls we’ve not yet tried
to navigate, but will need to
to find our way
or to make a new one.
Dark that we may be the burning lights
and be seen.





10 thoughts on “// into the dark //

    1. Allison Marie Post author

      Dear one, In my soul I know you are feeling what I feel – that our world needs our fire of love more than ever before. Darkness must be looked upon with fierce compassion. I am honored this poem fed you, nourished you. That is all I could ever hope to do with the work. I am humbled and so grateful. Soul to soul, we continue, beloved. ❤

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  1. Ward Clever

    The whole write, brilliant, but the ending, revealing that we are who light up our own futures, was perfection. I loved this a lot, and felt it everywhere. Thank you for sharing it, Allison!



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