Loneliness

Edith Södergran: The Shadow of the Future

There are so few among the sands of the ocean who understand it.

Lonely have I come, lonely shall I leave.

My free heart knows no brother.

Christian spectres sit in all hearts and stretch out the hands of poverty.

The sweetness streaming towards me from all places is inaccessible to you.

It is the wondrous loneliness of the throne,

it is affluence, affluence that kneels.