The orange girl

She became so intoxicated by the sun's juice
That she bowed her head and consented
very slowly to become: the Orange Girl !

So while the seven skies glittered with blue
So while the crystals touched a fire
So while swallow-tails flashed
Angels above were bewildered and girls below
Storks above were bewildered and peacocks below
And all together gathered and saw her
And all together called her: the Orange Girl !

Vine shoots and scorpions reel drunkenly

the whole world is drunk

But the sting of dawn will not leave pain alone
The dwarf heron says it amid the earthworms
The drip-drop of water says it amid golden moments
And the dew says it to the lips of the good North Wind

Get up small small small Orange Girl !
No one knows you as the kiss knows you
Nor does the laughing god knows you
Who with his hand open to the flaming glare of the sun
Exposes you naked before his thirty-two winds

Odysseus Elytis -" the sun-drinking" poet, recipient of the 1979 Nobel Prize for Literature.