Bild: Darkness, Darkness, Burning Bright, Gaelle Rouard (Videostill)

Gaelle Rouard
Darkness, Darkness, Burning Bright, 2022, 70 min, Coul 16mm

First part Prelude

Darkness, darkness, burning bright

In the forests of the night

Vast flowered paths, fresh branches,

Groves full of perfumes, birds and whispers, 

Site often seen again, and always contemplated

Wind that gurgles at the bottom of the chimneys that months, hours and days…. 

To the windows that a beautiful clear ray wants to tarnish,

So many rays that will all arrive too late!

crowned

Of joy and flowers, in the wheat.

Wind which gurgles at the bottom of the chimneys that months, hours and years…. 

The moon, the sun, the sky and the stars

Over there, mooing groups of great oxen with gloomy eyes

So that, immersed in their sweetness and their prayer

More clear and better tempered, they are returned.

For those who see them naked and without veils,

The moon, the sun, the sky and the stars!

Second part Oraison

Darkness, darkness, burning bright

In the forests of the night

And the mad impulse of this distraught soul,

And that had, the forehead circled in copper, under the moon

O mysterious death, O sister of charity.

What soul should it take in this old growth forest

Who goes, climbing the mountains, to the sky to storm,

Great night ! August sanctuary of secrets

Ancestor of the ancient sea and forest

Frail herbs, ten

der branches, hollyhocks,

And the shadow that brushes and the wind that knots,

And strongly, with the fists of its clouds,

On the greenish horizon, crushes suns.