The Mulberry Goddess Poem by Peter Karargiris

White in the light of morning,
Crimson in the haze of noon,
Black as a storm at evening,
Like the waxing and waning moon.
Cold as the depths of ocean,
Elusive as shadows cast
Or the unceasing motion
Of wanderers in times long past.
Glimpse her face in a daydream’
In the fire feel her heart
And in your life she will seem
To always play some hidden part.
In vain you seek to love her,
Only silence speaks her name.
Unlike the stars above her
She will always be the same;
At one with all confusion,
Unknowable and serene,
Mistress of each illusion,
Goddess of the entire world unseen.