Night Cancels the Day

Last night when I went to bed I picked up a favorite pocket book, "Rumi Reader," edited by Kabir Helminski from Mathnawi I, 3861-65. I knew I had reached the turning point in my own helpless despair and I needed to leap into the abyss and let go of things I am not in control of. This poem brought great comfort, especially when I pulled up this photo I took of the sunset at Redondo Beach.

The Darkness

Night cancels the business of the day;
inertia recharges the mind.
Then the day cancels the night,
and inertia disappears in thelight.
Though we sleep and rest in the dark,
doesn't the dark contain the water of life?
Be refreshed in the darkness.
Doesn't a moment of silence
restore beauty to the voice?
Opposites manifest through opposites:
in the black core of the heart
God created the eternal light of love.

We cannot forget human suffering, but it is right and good to go on with our little lives as best we can. I know that my routine tasks, my first day back at work, seem to have more purpose than they did before.