To know the dark by wendell berry

To go in the dark with a light is to know the light.
To know the dark, go dark. Go without sight,
and find that the dark, too, blooms and sings,
and is traveled by dark feet and dark wings.

(C) Wendell Berry

Write of a time when you experienced true darkness, perhaps on a camping trip, backpacking, or walking in your neighborhood after dark. What was it like? How did your body respond? Did your eyes become accustomed to the darkness? How did you feel?

Does the dark bloom and sing for you? If so, what blooms there? What songs do you hear? Begin a piece with the words, The dark blooms…

How is this poem a metaphor for you and your life, right now? Explore in your journal.