Night falls, so gently, from the darkening sky, <br />soft calling us to leave all that the day <br />has shone upon; from universal light <br />to turn to homely private lamp, and seek <br />what evening's quiet brings our close-knit souls. <br /> <br />Then, love, as midnight calls us to our rest, <br />lay down the things of day, and mount the stair <br />to that so private chamber where our love <br />may seek the oneness in our otherness, <br />enjoy distinction in our single sight; <br />put out the light, lay down the he and she <br />to seek the god and goddess of sweet night. <br /> <br />Thus is the soul to God, and God to soul; <br />in loving dark unknowing, love known whole.<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/0093the-soul-s-wedding-chamber/
