Deep Night

Deep night
The more it deepened
yesterday
The more wild
The more its eyes
Had beauty of Beauty's own child.


In Beauty's hands
The breath of whispering
Nocturnal
Passes over every wall and
Thing
Over closed eye-lids
And
Tempts all to dream
Sub-conscious!

by Emmanuel George Cefai

Comments (1)

DEEP NIGHT is clearly a metaphor for that realm far beyond literal night, in which we feel the presence of peace, calm and beauty. By peace I mean the absence of fighting or any kind of violence. By calm I mean the heart is still and no longer agitated by outside factors. And this condition gives a clear view of Beauty. That's the reward for one who puts his faith in the Dream - the vision of Beauty. I think I'm reading your poem accurately. If I'm way off, let me know.