Borealis

Let me enter inside your world
a frozen curtain hides your world
overhanging the tops
moon dust shall mend my heart
overhanging the tops…
The undergrowth with its diaphanous white
keeps calling
and snowy owls in their divine wisdom
still whispering
the starry dome is my ceiling at night
the blazing sun is my chimney outside
and boreal wind by my side, by my side…
overhanging the tops
moon dust shall mend my heart
overhanging the tops…