- TO ISADORA DUNCAN
WITH the gesture of a god,
You gave me back my youth;
And a scent of violets
Overflowed the world.
With the gesture of a god.
You gave me back my love,
And tears deeper than tears
Overflowed my heart.
With the gesture of a god,
You trampled on fate,
You lifted up on high
Those that had fallen —
All the oppressed,
All the humiliated,
All the offended;
You lifted them up on high
And they were comforted.
With the gesture of a god,
You wrestled with Demogorgon;
You brought hope back
And freedom and triumph
To those whom the world had crushed.
All of us, sitting in darkness,
Saw a great light.
You danced as dance the morning stars
And the universe was conquered.
You smote the universe in the mouth;
And you saved us —
You — a woman.
