The most beautiful most naked and most tragic splendours

The oppositions between suns and darknesses

In night’s forever black protective space

The deepest ecstasy in unknown arms

All things that are no more

And yet are born in agony at dawn

See thee and lift thee up ineffable uproar

Innumerable flaming fireless sex of stars

Love’s flame too flaming and too crucified

Upon the intimate blackness of our eyes

Desert of lov

Organ of God.

Pour me rappeler de lire Pierre Jean Jouve