Far From Home: Dark Night Of The Soul (A Winter Retreat, December 2000) Poem by DM W

I came in good faith; in search of something,
But I cannot find it. It feels as though
I'm staring into an abyss. Nothing
Is happening...there's no mystical glow:
Only a stark silence here; as the stars
Glisten above in the eerie night sky.
O I am lost, and so alone; so far
Away from the warmth of home. It feels like
Time itself has turned cold. Love's swift arrows
No longer guide me in my desperate plight.
The gods have fled...o the depths of sorrow!
I've lost the gifts of vision and insight.
Each minute is a leaden century.
The hours are long; like an eternity.