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You Are The SeedYou are the seed and I your mould. You lie inside me and grow. You are the child which is awaited. I am your mother. Earth, give your warmth! Blood, give your essence! An unknown force today needs all of life I have had. The streaming warm wave knows no dust, further it wants to create, and break forth. That is why there is living pain inside me now: something is growing and tearing me - dearest, you!. Translated into English by Jenny Nunn in "To a friend". Swedish original Copyright © 1997: Translation from Swedish into English: Jenny Nunn Swedish original: Ulf Boye Published with the permission of: Jenny Nunn, translation. Ulf Boye, copyright of the Swedish original. May and Hans Mehlin, Layout. |