Landscape

Cold winds are blowing in the forest of thenorth. The night is black, like an essence ofthe calm. Embrace my soul, eternal Master.The stars are your creation. And themoonlight that shine in my face. Blessed isthe nature that gives me strength.Autumn leaves falls like a preparation for thewinter. The trees are quiet in its rest. Thequilt of the winter covers the landscape asyour power embrace our hearts.Even if the cold tries to drown me you willstill remain.