Icy melody

I wonder how the winter talks to us,

It dances with snowflakes and winds,

It touches the city with its endless cold,

And the beauty of winter grows.

I wonder how you keep crossing broders,

How you meditate as the day is over,

How you listen to the silence

When its harmony is drowning

In cold water,

In dark rhythms.

You are dancing

On the shortest day,

When the Sun shares its rays,

When your mind is locked

By the freezing air,

And you feel sadness and despair.