From the centre of the world
You can look around widely
Without the irrational fear
That your kin’s thirst of light
May overshadow
The volutes of your eyes.
Beyond the ability of naming this place
Finite ecstasy
Fades into contempt.
Lie down therefore
In the shadow of the biblical tree
And try to uncover
The other half of the world
The one behind the tree…
Not even God can ask
For more.
About the Poet
Virginia Mateias is the result of two cultures and draws her creative inspiration from her European roots and her North American perspective. Passionate about almost all art forms, she has published two volumes of poetry to date. Her poetry has been called by literary critics “original and unique”.
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