The night
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  • At the beginning there was no night.
    The night was unknown.
    There was only light and it was so intense,
    in the tropics,
    one seemed to be moving through aeons of blue,
    of vermilion, of green.
    The light was so strong that it seemed to be surging
    in the colors
    in the plants.
    That which did not have words spoke:
    trees talked amongst themselves
    and exchanged thoughts with the flowers.
    No one knew black:
    only colors existed
    which emanated light,
    which gave out energy-thought
    There was no sleeping
    for man didn’t know weariness
    knew not, the sweetness of rest
    silence and music
    because music was born
    with the knowledge of the first rhythm
    and with the night was born the first song.

    Márcia Theóphilo – 1979
    English version by Minerva Bloom-2003