Metamorphosis
An eternal light glows dark-red,
A heart so red, in sin's pressure!
Hail, o Mary!
Your pale effigy has blossomed
And your mantled body glows,
O woman, Mary!
In sweet tortures your lap burns,
Then your eye smiles painfully and largely,
O mother, Mary!
poem by Georg Trakl
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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