Grace and Peace to you.
The halls of heaven ring empty.
The sapphire, carnelian and amethyst gleam for no one.
The great mountain, the holy throne sit untouched.
You won’t find the All-Merciful at this remove,
nor the storehouse of the powers that raise the dead.
The Glorious One is not here,
but far outside the fortress,
favoring the tents of the forgotten.
The Loving One has gone out into the silence
of those who have been cut off,
into the darkness of those who cannot know,
into the cries of the abandoned.
The All-Loving does not visit her forlorn
in their solitary confinement,
but passionately embraces them from within.
The All-Knowing knows better than we
even the desolation they know
as the absence of God.
The Unsayable Presence has left the sure palace
and gone wholly to be in the abyss
of the deepest terror of the God-forsaken.
You can hear him there, calling out.
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