"I battled to know my God real in the dark
while living in his silence, in the sense of his absence.
Now and then, lightning forked from the sky,
like a mystical sword or a watery sun gleaned from the earth's edge.
Sometimes I felt a glimmering of spirit,
like a clear night in the country,
away from the artificial city brightness ...
But mostly it was a long darkness, like a sentence of death."
Poet Luci Shaw, "God In The Dark"