Darkest Night Poem by Juan Antonio Garcia Martin

In the darkest night,
A yearning, in love inflamed,
Oh wondrous joy!
I left being unnoticed
While the house was quiet.

In the darkness and secure,
Through the secret ladder, disguised,
Oh wondrous joy!
A trick in the darkness
While the house was quiet.

The joyful night,
secretly, nobody could see me,
nor I looked anything,
neither a light or guidance
Yet that one in my burning heart.

These flames guided me
as properly as midday light,
where someone was waiting for me
whom I knew well,
wherein nobody expected.

Oh darkest night, my guidance!
Oh night! Kindest than the dawn!
Oh night!
that settled lovers together,
Lover in the beloved transformed!

In my flowery chest,
Wholly for him I kept,
He fell asleep on it,
As I gave it to him,
The wind through the cedars breathed him air.

The air in the crenel,
while I messed up his hair,
with his serene hand
my neck hurt
and all my senses halted.


I stayed and forgot,
I leaned my face back on my lover,
everything ceased and I let myself go,
Leaving my care
Amongst the madonna lilies forgotten.