Thou canst not hear the songs of my darkness

„When it is day with thee, my friend, it is night with me; yet even then I speak of the noontide that dances upon the hills and of the purple shadow that steals its way across the valley; for thou canst not hear the songs of my darkness nor see my wings beating against the stars—and I fain would not have thee hear or see. I would be with night alone.“

[Khalil Gibran: Complete Works; Auszug aus: The Madman]