To a Garden

07-16 Abarca
Ana Francisca Abarca de Bolea
1602 – 1685


Star among green leaves
you were born radiant and beautiful,
wandering in your own star
because it causes you anguish.
From the breaths that you throw
for that snowy candor,
to show off I have come
that stole your subtle hand
if the whiteness to ivory,
the fragrance to the whole meadow.

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