Taikatalvi

Of my dearest children, this stage is
Where the moonlight wanders the alleys
Bent spruce, summer in its care
The vast white sea
With wings of a phantom heat
Arrives to take me home

On the moment of wintry land like eternity
Where a small cat's feet sneak up to me
Here at the source of tales where I dwell
The violin of immense longing
Paints its eternal melody
Awakens the land with its song