As published in Volume 8, NO 4, Dec. 2011
KISS OF LIFE* In the foliage the last notes Still keep the chorus From the song of our green breath But the mountain dead at its most parts Witnesses a Human Leva, an incandescent Mars The wounded clouds tell me that the birds Are learning new melodies New vocal sounds to caress a sadness That came and snuggled on the ash of insanity And a wondering air Flows at the break of guilts Since on his love Flames of an alien love flared up Nymphs passed away in his bitter tear Children walked without the sounds Of a cleansed symphony for the continuation of the world And then, listen! Concern wakes up from its lethargy And watch! Scarce life rises through the leaves And calls for her shields In a smile of the Sun In a performance of love Of talented gifts of humanity Under heavy columns resistance is organized And music echoes again Of an immortal need for paradises on earth Holds tight the river to its gurgle From this kiss of life the new sound To take him to open seas and seas of the mind In hearts that in their new palpitation The renewed blood, the beat of love They will give at the last breaths of the world EASTER Now that the little swallow Kisses again the holy oils of Easter Now that red is no longer just blood But also love of light and excess I can now confess the new sounds Of a resurrection of confined hopes With my candle I kept alive My agony for the good and beautiful With my psalms I kept humble The streets that my soul chased And in the kisses I gave and received I ostracized a Judas I unnail a Judas From the tree of suicide foliage Translated Maria Charilaou * Award at the International Diaspora Competition with the support of the United Nations, May 2011. Competition Topic: Our Forests, Our Lives.