THE BLOOD of love...

THE BLOOD of love has robed me in purple
And joys never seen have covered in shade
I’ ve become corroded in the south wind of humankind
Mother far away, my Everlasting Rose.

On the open sea lay in wait for me
With triple – masted men-of-war they bombarded me,
My sin that I too had a love of my own
Mother far away, my Everlasting Rose.

Once in July large eyes half opened,
deep down my entrails, to light up
The virgin life for a single moment
Mother far away, my Everlasting Rose.
THE AXION ESTI
ODYSSEUS ELYTIS