| Microcosm | ||
Lead me by your hand, my child. |
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| Let us sit in the grass | ||
| beneath the cow-parsley’s white univers | ||
| and pray to a simple-hearted god | ||
| who flies like a bumblebee among the stars. | ||
| Lead me by your hand, my child. | ||
| Harald Sverdrup | ||
| Translated by Louis Muinzer | ||
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