Shortest sun

Outside to walk under the shortest sun
My mind into my heart is almost sunk
And the life seems so clear and then so mysterious
They are so few the things I’ve realized

The darkest point has got a ritual sense
From now the light starts to increase again
A seed of light is sown in the womb of the dark
The cold it’s not a fear for it

But while the light calls
The darkness has its triumph
I try to have a dialogue
With it to find my home

And in my hands I hold
A moment of true silence
The snow gives the desire
To purify myself

Beside the fireplace I’ve got my faith
And all the stories no one could erase
With my illusions I lit sacred new bonfires
To say welcome white winter

But while the light calls
The darkness has its triumph
I try to have a dialogue
With it to find my home

And in my hands I hold
A moment of true silence
The snow gives the desire
To purify myself