The all upholding, <br />The all enfolding, <br />The all beholding, <br />Most secret Night; <br />From whose abysses, <br />With wordless blisses, <br />The Sun's first kisses, <br />Called gods to light. <br /> <br />One god undying, <br />But multiplying, <br />Restlessly trying, <br />Doing: undone. <br />Through myriad changes, <br />He sweeps and ranges; <br />But life estranges <br />Many in one. <br /> <br />In wild commotion, <br />Out of the ocean, <br />With moan and motion, <br />Wave upon waves, <br />Mingling in thunder, <br />Rise and go under: <br />Break, life, asunder; <br />Night has her graves.<br /><br />Mathilde Blind<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nuit/
