I awoke in the middle of the night.
I had been wandering the countryside and took my rest upon a grassy
slope. Looking at the stars above me I drifted off into the eternity
What woke me was the breeze. It seemed to fill my ears with song. A
soft, voluptuous voice entered my head as I now lay awake gazing at
"My name is a whisper upon the evening breeze which birds reiterate
in their night song. In the language of men I am called Ta'anith."
"Long have I been forgotten. Those which do remember fear me, unjustly.
A dark shroud has been cast over my beauty, making me hideous in the
eyes of men - a hag."
"I was before all things. I am that which all things came out of.
The ghost of my primeval laughter continues to disperse within the vacuous
continuum. My name is expansion and contraction. I am the stationary
point which equilibrates these twain."
"I am, and have always been. I am that which continues."
"The invocation of love, or of adoration, uttered through a heart
which is pure - this is my calling. The rite of sacrifice, undertaken
voluntarily, is as the homecoming. Is not Girreh the home of Iraya?
Is there any thing in or out of this world which does not call my name?"
"I am the voice of the dark hovering within you. Scarcely heard
whisper of the night. I can be released through continuous sound. Motion
is my call, the dance - my art. I am enwrapt about you as a pliable
"I am the darkness which shines. I shine - for light is enwrapt
within my bosom. I nurture the light within my breast to see it mature
and illuminate my splendour."
"Seek out a still, lonely place. There is my embrace. Seek out
a quiet, darkened place, with no light but the light of the stars. There
is my shining darkness. Seek out the solitary embrace, the long lost
loved one. The camp of a few compatriots huddled around dancing firelight.
The forlorn music of a solitary musician loose amongst the hills. The
wounded cry of one who is forsaken."
"All these are my voice and image. All are approaches unto me."
"I am age. The birth, death and duration of being. I am that which
cries in the evening for release and that which cries in the mourning
for joy. The wings of a dark bird in graceful movement, backlit against
a fading sky."
"As long as I can remember is forever to me. I have always been
eternal, present. I am a bright, dancing flame - the crest of all love.
I am desire unabated. The fleeting, lingering sensation of love asunder."
"I lounge about in the courts of men, inciting desire yet baffling
their pleasure. I bring a joy greater. A fleeting feeling of absorption
in beauty, snatched up in ecstasy."
"I am sky, and the endless vista beyond. I encircle you always.
My touch is constant, as is my kiss. Remember this on your travels."
With this I was snatched up into an ecstasy of the soul. The body had
nothing to do with it, save as a transmuting agent.
With the first rays of sunrise I felt tears falling down my face.
I got up and walked on.
©2001 by Daniel Kemp, from
"The Book of Night"