During the night, there is always a pitch-black darkness that envelopes the whole place and location of the monastic community where i belonged. One would not see any sign of light all over the place and its surroundings.
It is only when someone walks on the corridors when the lights mounted on posts of the cloister corridors start flickering when the sensor starts sensing a sound and presence of a stimulus.
The above photo was taken by me one night when i woke up at the middle of the night with such an empty stomach and decided to come to the kitchen to fix something to eat as my midnight snacks. This rarely happens to me though, and for eight long years, I was adjusted to the life of no-midnight snacks or whatsoever.
The mystery of God's presence is always felt when there is complete silence and darkness around...
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