Prayer to the Night

I speak of darkness from out of darkness,
of night from out of night.
Night I praise, the first of all things,
the blackness within which worlds are formed.
In the encompassing embrace of the arms of night,
everything was held that has existence.
From under the blanket that she lays over us,
everything came forth that has existence.
Birthplace of all, to you I pray:
Worthy are you to be praised.

Serith, Ceisiwr — A Pagan Ritual Prayer Book