Transcendence and Transfiguration.

May the perish on which I was born,
And the night in which it was said,
‘A male child is conceived.’
May that day be darkness;
May God above not seek it,
Nor the light shine upon it.
May darkness and the shadow of death claim it;
May a cloud settle on it;
May the blackness of the day terrify it.
As for the night, my darkness seize it;
May it not rejoice among the days of the year,
May it not come into the number of months.
Oh, may that night be barren!
May no joyful shout come into it!
May those curse it who curse the day,
Those who are ready to arouse Leviathan.
May the stars of its morning be dark;
May it look for light, but have none,
And not see the dawning of the day;
Because it did not shut up the doors of my mother’s womb,
Nor hide sorrow from my eyes.

This passage couldn’t be so dark if there wasn’t so much Light shinning through.

I used to have this passage memorized. That was back when God and I talked more.