Truth is blinding and lights up darkness without anyone's permission

and in the past I've used an analogy

thinking that I was witness to some truth derived from sitting quietly

(which was an attempt to kill some part of me that I now have been forgiven for)

like staring at the sun.

But this time it is not that it is overwhelming in an intensity brought on by a sense of vastness, but glory

which the darkness can't comprehend and neither can my mind