Hymn of praise to the walnut tree
Keep
your hands from the fruit of the walnut tree,
do
not shake its branches or its trunk,
whoever
appropriates its fruit, whoever takes possession,
without
love, that person shall fare ill.
Whoever
torments the walnut tree shall fall down.
Long
live the walnut tree, may it live in joy.
It
is monocious, prolific.
To
cause it harm is simply not on.
The
seal protects it. The unbroken shield withstands.
No
one steals from the walnut tree.
Those
who do so even so shall surely pass away.
Nine
spices protect the walnut tree.
Flutter
off, you rustling ghosts.
Flutter
off, you thirteen plagues and torments.
Ash
Yggdrasil may well be a walnut tree.
Vivid
in spring and in summer the leaves.
Stay with your light.To hear the translation read, go to here
i chose this poem quite by coincidence this morning, not knowing that the poet has just died. so it seems strangely fitting to leave it here.
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