.
I descended lower
to a world darker
.
Than the shadow
of the valley of humiliation
.
To a placelessness
of no name
.
Where the soul seemed about to dissolve
into meaninglessness
.
Here the world
and what I valued
.
Had little relevance
and significance reversed
.
In the emptiness
there was silence
.
And in the silence, voices could be heard
calling, insistently, critically, temptingly
.
And all I could do was
Pray
.
And there in the darkness was Death
and there in the darkness was God
.
And what was required
was a kind of resurrection
to emerge in a new kind of life.
.
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