Blind Love
Full of rain crystals, the asparagus
A jewelled tangle seems of strange green hair!
You stand against it, Sweet,
A pagan creature passionately fair,
With your great eyes and wonderful white throat,
Long limbs and small light feet!
A jewelled tangle seems of strange green hair!
You stand against it, Sweet,
A pagan creature passionately fair,
With your great eyes and wonderful white throat,
Long limbs and small light feet!
You are so beautiful, so sorrowful!
Wherefore, Beloved, none knows, not even I,
"To you the world is kind"
We say, and smile, when you desire to die:
"Love will come soon and lead you to the light."
You answer, "Love is blind!"
Wherefore, Beloved, none knows, not even I,
"To you the world is kind"
We say, and smile, when you desire to die:
"Love will come soon and lead you to the light."
You answer, "Love is blind!"
70
