LITANY

Arms: cross of the divine paths!
Hands: candid bandage for the sore!
Eyes: star of the pilgrims
who go faithless on the unlucky land!

Lips: miracle flower, mage rose!
Voice: bell of splendourous fates!
Laughter: fountain that quenches all thirst
in the middle of the rough roads!

Hair: warm orchard, night tree!
Dark circles: mute taciturn garden
cozy of the secret restlessness...!

Heart: red and fiery and fragrant,
pendulum of love...! Madam, just a moment:
an aroma of leafless roses...