Into the Cloud of Unknowing
From darkness, deep, deep and black--
we are born into mist and fog,
into the Cloud of Unknowing
where we can see only shapes and shadows
as we struggle... lost, fearful, half-blind,
wanting clarity...seeking God, but stumbling,
always prone to tripping in the dark.
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