Jan, John, Juan, Johannes, Jean de la Croix
Praise to you,
Saint John of the Cross,
whose loving embrace of the mystery
teaches me to find sweet refuse
in the unknow
and the unknowable.
You quietly labored
to drain the cup of self
so that the Beloved could fill you.
with flames leaping in your heart,
light my way
through the dark night of my soul.
Let doubt become my ally,
and longing my friend.
Burn whatever stands between me
and union with the Beloved.
- Mirabai Starr Saint John of the Cross