THE NIGHT THAT FALLS

The shimmering day passes quietly

Falling from beside those hills

From my window I can see

The fire sun that no longer burns but stills

The gentle breeze whispering so tenderly

The daily songs of nature that goes to rest

The sleeping birds so gently

Gathering together on their nests

The wind seems to stop now and then

When the light sky goes to sleep

Red coloured clouds stand still

And a gently breeze wisps

The dark night starts to fall

Covering my known world

Raising the stars upon the sky

Wakening the night musicians

Crickets and other insects

Give my night some tenderness

And I prepare myself to rest

To awake after for one more day

Each time that the night falls

Seems my dreams so so far away

And a strong calm give me strength

And I fear nothing now and then

The world turns round and round again

I feel it in the palm of my hand

I turn to the sky and I see the moon

The LORD companion by night

And I praise and dream to be soon

In his company this night

I feel very light and I start to fly

In the direction of the stars

I can imagine this flight

So intense… so bright… upon the sky…

And I dream once more this day

Each time the night goes by

And I close my eyes again

To awake after for one eternal day

In the LORD’s companion for one more night…

Poeta Miguel Silvestre

Loulé 12/11/2013

(poema revisto por Ivan Phillips)