(This poem was written in early 2012, following a profound spiritual experience (see my novel for more on this).)

The sky is cast into darkness;
The storm clouds gather.
But my love doesn’t leave me;
She takes me into her embrace,
And, flying on rapturous wings,
We spiral up into the air.
Passing through the vapour,
I close my eyes, my heart full to bursting.
The blast of lightning doesn’t fade me;
The clap of thunder doesn’t startle.
Ever ascending, we break through to the light.