POEM BY MARIA POLYDOURI
ONE DAY I CAME
Guided by your holy love, one day
I came to the glaucous waves
and you let me see the flaming
wound on your youthful heart
and in your calm voice you said to me
this was the endless misery of your life
you felt that I reached deep in your heart
your tears flowed most sweetly
the joy of joys in tears when we sang
to the same tune, a bitter omen
even perhaps forgetting our loneliness
and I ran away to welcome the waves
that I’d sprinkle joy upon your face
with the sea’s most bitter froth.
Manolis 