While I’m sharing a bit of Madeleine L’Engle’s writing … let me share a few lines of her poetry …
In flesh’s solitude I count it blest
That only you, my Lord, can see my heart
With passion’s darkness tearing it apart
With storms of self, and tempests of unrest.
But your love breaks through blackness, bursts with lights.
We separate ourselves, but you rebind
In Dayspring all our fragments, body, mind,
And spirit join, unit against the night.
Healed by your love, corruption and decay
Are turned, and whole, we greet the light of day.