петък, 26 декември 2014 г.

Would I, my Lord,

                      Diana Teneva

Would I, my Lord,
light tapers to you
if I could be
in the blossom
of the thorny cactus,
in the blackness
of a starless night,
in the tear
of the wretched wind
and in the eye
of the next coming storm?!...
Would I, my Lord,
drop my eyes submissively
and bend my fingers absurdly
in a prayer sign of cross,
if I could with a single tear
revive the Virgin Mary in me,
when the waxes cry in my hands
and broken silence
screams before the altar …

Translated by Diana Teneva

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