That evening, rivers overflowed!
Their banks did not hold space enough.
Carefree, the sun departed past the sea
on a golden bridge.
That evening, no ship foundered – gulls
silenced their sorrowful cry,
and it was joy, that streamed and flowed
transparent – yes, joy flowed.
That evening the white Pleiades drew pearls
through the high vault of heaven –
the bed of the river didn’t even hope
for the joyous, brimming waters to return.
That evening, gay and endless,
the kings of fairy-tales caroused;
and on the mountain crest, with snows radiant,
no eagle came to rest.
That evening, organs uttered their full sound:
Magnificat anima mea –
as if a wind of grace out of the west
should stroke the shore of a sea.
That evening and my footsteps and this joy
met and were perfectly identical…
That evening, as had never been, each leaf
was drenched and washed in joy.
(Jonas Aistis)
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