Edith Södergran: The September Lyre
The gods go through life with hearts raised above the pain…
The gods carry life as lightly as columns carry brilliant rooms.
The gods go through life, lonely, un-recognized they stand and watch our dark earth with eternal eyes.
And where they have seen forests and lakes
water and trees are holy.
Where they have wandered it is comforting to walk
for those who fight sorrow in their hearts.
Where they have wandered it is joyful to walk
for those who walk the path of victory.
The trail of the gods doesn’t lead out of this world;
their wanderings over this world makes it deep
and forgives humanity everything.