κι ὁ μὸχτος/τοῦ νοῦ μου ἀρμενιστὴς στὴ μέση ἀπ' τ' ἄστρα

...I held the great pearl in my hand, took spring
into my heart, and felt the scarlet roses
of my fever suddenly become
a crown, felt my black bed become a ship,
the unhurried ship of God, and my struggle
the navigator of my mind among the stars...

Angelos Sikelianos, Selected Poems, Edmund Keeley e Philip Sherrard (trad.), Denise Harvey, 1996