in the middle of the night, when you can't stand the light of the cross,
let the groan of your body caress the dreams of the water,
with the tears of your fruit, flood the earth when
your bleached lips untie the prayer of the mind,
and heaven from heaven, - and hell from hell shall cry unto thee
give birth to me, humble delight, let"s build a sacred crown
in the skin of the moon, with red flowers, the baby is born in may,
a broken branch from the stalk of the eclipse, at His mercy, forever,
destiny, lucky star in the mystery of exaltation by words.
A beautiful and vivid depiction of a heavenly marriage. A well crafted poem with superb imagery.
"your bleached lips untie the prayer of the mind, and heaven from heaven, - and from shall cry unto thee" are the lines that most absorbed me.
A beautiful composition from the heart. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
Heavenly marriage, most beautiful, charming full of fantastic images. Superb dear Maria....10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i love the last line immersely Bravo! Bravo!
I deeply appreciate you taking the time to read, LeeAnn!