Nocturne 2

"Night breathes,
it flaps its clear spaces,
its criatures in piddling noises,
in the slight creak of woods,
betray themselves.
Night renovates
a certain hidden seed
inside the ferocious mine that holds us.
With its lethal milk
it feeds us
a life that lengthens
beyond all morning awakening
at the world´s edges.
The night that breathes
our gentle breath of beaten
preserves us and protects us
"for higher destinies"."
--Álvaro Mutis, "The lost works", (Los trabajos perdidos).