The poem has appeared on Peacock journal.
When the morning’s happiness outpoured, and the foggy shadow secluded, at that moment I knew that the sun had a pure splendid face and the light wings went to laugh with their full days.
O great woman, when the mask of darkness which is perching on liberation’s chest falls, I will see all the towers, eventual smiles, and the glorious rain chants on your hands. O great Mary, from your heart corners all the dreams of rivers come and all universes have been loved by acquainted whiteness which cleaves the heart of grey time.
I watch your light wings and I listen to your deep voice with cheerfulness. I see your words on the lake’s face: “The peaceful one will defeat darkness by every loved word.” This will enliven the warmth in the cold mountains, overspread the greenness in the dry land, and…