Poem by Odysseus Elytis
II
Games of the water
in the shadowy passages
they speak of dawn with their kisses
where the horizon
begins —
and the echo of wild doves
vibrates in their cave
glaucous waking in the spring
of day
sun —
the mistral bestows the sail
unto the sea
the caressing of hair
to its carefree dream
freshness —
wave in the light
rebirths the eyes
on which Life sails toward
the gazing
life —
Manolis Aligizakis 