This is a very tender and treasured poem because it was written in the depths of my second dark night of the soul. This piece came through near the end of that cycle which I didn't know at the time. However, this was a piece that somatically moved through me. I felt why the inner desert is actually necessary in order to enter an inner oasis.
Arising from an experience of contentment once I recognized a newly heightened awareness that all the darkness had brought me. At the time I wore this sensitivity like a fawn with newborn legs trying to navigate carrying its own body. However, from an aerial-like perspective, I could see the beauty blooming from this newfound sensitivity. It became clear, we cannot consciously feel our pain and remain unchanged.
In IFS (internal family systems therapy) this looks like integrating a part of you that has been exiled due to the pain and suffering it holds within it. Touching this raw and sensitive part of me was at times unbearably painful, but (when I was able to embrace it) it brought back with it a part of me I didn't know I was missing and needed.
If you or a beloved of yours is in a dark night of the soul, this poem is for you. It is to fuel that inner wisdom echoing in your bones saying somehow, someday this will be okay; even if I have no idea how that is possible right now.