I saw the corn last night,
the dreaming corn,
the corn and ears of all mankind ever
in these fields.
I saw it this morning around five o’clock,
when Christ came,
that pallid hour, when children are born
and fires break out.
It was so beautiful. They slept so silently.
And Christ passed like a moon through the corn.
Ole Sarvig (1921 - 1981) Denmark
Translator not stated
Source: Fourteen Lines
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