The shaking

After Isaiah 53

The darkness and shaking

flowed around and through

us, the wind flinging dust

and dirt in our eyes, blinding

long enough for the darkness

to deepen and then obliterate,

a cold gloom soaking skin

and heart, darkness

overcoming, blotting out

the sun as the stain

was transformed, stabbing

in substitution. We know

the darkness only because

of the light it can’t overcome.

Photograph by Alex Borland via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.