The acceptance of 'night' as the path to light and union

In the fortunate night

In secret, seen by none

And seeing nothing

Having no other light or guide

Than that which burned in ,y heart -

It guide me, this light,

More surely than the light of noon

To the place where he

Whom I knew well

Waited for me,

A place where there was

No one to be seen!

- John of the Cross