Treasure Island

Gabriela Mistral

(7 April 1889 – 10 January 1957 / Vicuna)

Creed


I believe in my heart that when
The wounded heart sunk within the depth of God sings
It rises from the pond alive
As if new-born.

I believe in my heart that what I wring from myself
To tinge life’s canvas
With red of pallid hue, thus cloaking it
In luminous garb.

Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010

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