Song of Mari

Mary identified with the goddess Mari.

Here is a poem by Victor Anderson about Mari:

Song of Mari
by
Victor Anderson

She comes at the first scent of morning,
As sweet as the breath of the sea;
Till the Cock of the Sun cries His warning,
She will walk in the garden with me.

Her kisses so wild yet so tender
Shall make of my body a flame;
No cloud shall obscure her bright splendor,
No veil and no garment of shame.

Though mortals deny and deride me
Till love must rise up and depart,
In a dread secret place She will hide me,
Sealed up with the blood of my heart.

For She is Our Lady of Twilight,
My comfort in life's darkest hour;
I see in the heavens of midnight
Her shield of omnipotent power.

She comes at the first hint of morning,
Her feet on the crests of the sea;
Till the Cock of the Sun cries His warning,
She will lie in the garden with me.