Marine Maiden

Full moon
lights up a little black robe
which the Heavenly vault has placed upon himself
that beautiful ornament
it sleeps in the cradle of peace.
NEVER CARED THAT HIS REFLECTION WAS TORN APART ON A SEA MIRROR,
AS A HOLY BREAD ON THE MOST SACRED SACRIFICE,
it snows peacefully
sailing ships to the open sea,
and a marine maiden
sitting on a coral reef
where salted seafoam hits,
is singing her lament
for her beloved missing sailor!

Martina Rimbaldo
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