(The Girl of the Linden Tree) 

Madonna whose tears run like the sap of a tree . . . . Pray for us.

(Fr. Jan Twardowski, Litania polska)


Surrounded by the flowers of the linden tree, the Holy Mother, with tears in her eyes, rocks her Son.  She has no place to lay her Child to sleep. Golden birds draw near to soothe the Babe with their song and the moon offers itself as a cradle.

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