By Yasen Vedrin
(The Vine of Engadi)
“Turn away thine eyes from me,
for they have overcome me...”
(Song of Solomon 6:5)
In the snow-white-dyed ropes o’er an abyss,
My long gaze is transfixed on your face.
If I look to the side – I will vanish,
Like a smoke scattered out with no trace.
Let me pass into you, drawn and driven.
Past your eyes. In the wild captive storm.
Where alone in its beauty is given
The bright spring of green longing so warm.
Where the birds in their flight keep arriving,
And the world like a harp starts to ring...
Having conquered me, saving and striving –
Captivate me, O love, like a king...
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