Divine Hiddenness

Fallen Angel (1847) by Alexandre Cabanel

Hidden is God

In flooded heavens

And clouded oceans.

Hidden is God

Past garments of skin

Bloodied with sin.

Hidden is God

From jot to tittle

And all ‘cross the middle.

Hidden is God

From gluttonous drunks

In wine and bread chunks.

Hidden is God

When gold acacia walls

Fade to plastered halls.

Hidden is God

And where harder to pan

Than the heart of man?

Hidden is God

For we have hidden Him

By the Light we dim.

Hidden is God

In our very shadow;

Let us then ignite our halo