The Holy Mother puts the Child to sleep for a while and she herself walks through frozen fields  — Lots of graves on empty fields — burning villages — hard to find a small stable. With tears she wrings her hands — How will she be able to care for her Child?

 (Kazimiera Illakowiczowna, Z pastoralki)

The poet interweaves the Holy Mother’s worries and fears for her Child with those of the Polish nation. Mary puts her Blessed Baby to sleep and then sees the devastated Polish countryside. Her life is transplanted into war-torn Poland; she shares the problems of the Poles in the most intimate way. To illustrate this, the artist positions the Baby Jesus between a row of foxes and a row of crosses in an icy winter scene. 

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