Edith Södergran: The September Lyre
There once grew a tree in the forest –
beautiful and mighty –
I have seen it…
It rose over the mists of the ravine towards the lonesome pinnacles of the Earth in lonesome glory.
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Now I hear that lightning has hit it…
What can be done
about lightning strikes and devastating thunder?
I saw this tree in the forest
and will remember it
as long as the foundation of the song lasts.