Silver Vein
The curves of your step and your hand
leave a feathery trail in the air,
leave a flickering trace in my heart.
It’s a script you can’t see,
it’s a script I can’t read,
it’s a glittering vein on the earth.
That you weigh your weight,
that your flesh fills space,
that you radiate warmth
is a wonder to me,
a wealth of amazement,
a maze of desire.
Christina Egan © 2006
Der Lebensbaum
Du bist für mich der Liebestraum,
dessen Glanz die Seele nährt,
du bist für mich der Lebensbaum,
dessen Frucht der Leib begehrt.
Bleibt mir auch die Himmelstür
durch den Diebstahl einst verwehrt,
hab’ auf Erden ich dafür
noch vom Paradies gezehrt!
Christina Egan © 2011
The beloved one is seen as the tree of life which bears the fruit of paradise. Between Paradise at the beginning of our journey and Heaven at the end, earthly love offers us a taste of both…
Illustration: 12th century depiction of the world, illustrating a work by 11th century author Hildegard of Bingen (who is shown in the corner).
Golden Flower
O let the golden flower of my flesh
live on, live on, untouched by age and death
within the space I’ve out of all preferred:
your eyes, your eyes, my paradise on earth!
Christina Egan © 2012
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