Hymn to the Night
So vast, our Goddess Night, she rises,
star-eyes gazing everywhere;
all her finery of dress displayed.
Space high and low she fills, Eternal Night,
her beauty driving out the dark.
Close on the heels of sister Day
she treads. Let darkness run...
As you draw near, we turn for home
like birds that wing to nest.
Life everywhere retreats: man beast
and bird. Even the soaring hawk
returns to seek out rest.
Night, shield us from the wolf and thief.
Throughout your hours let there be calm.
Pitch dark has brought a shroud for me.
Dawn, drive it, like my debts, away.
Child of Day, to you, as to a calf,
my hymn is offered. Receive it nowas paean to a conqueror.
I post this because I walked out tonight, with the dog, and the sky is littered with stars - it's such a clear night here. I love the idea of night shielding us from wolf and thief. This poem comes from the Rig Veda (c.1500 - 1200 BC) and this version was translated by Edwin Gerow and Peter Dent and published in Katharine Washburn and John S. Major (eds.) Clifton Fadiman, General Editor, World Poetry, An Anthology of Verse from Antiquity to Our Time, Quality Paperback Book Club, 1998.
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