Polish Poetry
 

 

YOU ARE EVERYTHING, MARY


You are like the sunbeam
On the frozen earth.
You are like strong roots
For the weak plants.


You are for the most poor
Like a piece of bread,
Like for the stars - moon
For the earth - the peace of heaven.


You are like the stream
For the very dry field,
Like a plaintive song
For the soul of the mountaineer.


You are everything, Mary,
For us under the mountains
And we need nothing more
As You are with us!!!
 


Izabela Zajacowna
Raba Wyzna

 

 


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