Nocturnal Madonna

Edith Södergran: The Land Which Is Not

When the black clouds moved across the sky

a mother sat awake by her sleeping child.

And the voice of an angel in the stillness of the night

sang the law of all worlds.


And the young mother heard as an echo

deep inside her the quiet law of the night:

oh, how the world expanded to all sides

while the little child slept.