The Necessary Darkness and Other Poems
by Anokina Shahbaz
THE NECESSARY DARKNESS
Maybe this is where
Our story begins
Like the earth’s
Formless and empty
Darkness over the surface
And the spirit of God
Hovering above.
Maybe it’s in the emptiness
That God does His best work
When we show up hollowed
By life’s piercing onslaughts
And bring our deficiency before Him
To use as clay.
Maybe the darkness
Is necessary
For God to awaken
The light in us.
We can spend our lives
Gathering treasures
To hoard away
To tuck into all the
Barren spaces of our soul
And yet, still feel empty.
We can satiate our egos
With one triumph
After another
One trophy won
And then another
Piling high our exploits
And yet, still hunger.
All the while
God sits in the heavens
Waiting for an offering
Shaped like despair
To reach Him
That He may begin
His beloved work
Of transformation
And renewal.
FOR THE SAKE OF THIS
Quiet the voices in me, God
That are not yours
The bulk of them
Self-serving, fickle, directionless
Inherently destructive
Yet firmly begging for my attention.
If I could gather them all up
And lay them down
One by one, as bricks
They would stand as tall
As the Tower of Babel
Trying to make a name for themselves
With no foundation
Ready to crumble
At the slightest insult or injury.
Let them fall away
Like the unwanted deposits
In the bottom of a pan
When sifting for gold.
Let them collapse
Like detonated structures
With nothing left to offer
But fertile ground
For a new creation to rise up.
And let only your voice remain
In the rubble
That I may hear your holy words
Speak life into me,
That I may come to understand
You have given me a voice
For the sake of this—
To speak love and truth
Into every place
Into everyone
Into everything
Under the sun.