Sara Parkman’s “Svarta traden / The Black Thread”
O little lamb,
who takes away the sins of the world,
give us your thread
The black thread
Pierces me
Stitches me together
Into veils, burial shrouds
O little lamb,
fetuses, the dead, friends, hearts
The black thread
Pierces me
Roses of death and offerings
Give us your peace
Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi,
miserere nobis.
Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi,
miserere nobis.
Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi,
dona nobis pacem.