Summer 2016

Spring Summer 2016

When the bright white light

runs over the glistening waves

of the gray hued Nordic sea

You close your eyes and daydream

in silence about the quiescence of being.

Melancholy interlaces with felicity.

It’s the quiet delight of existence

in the borderline of the tamed and the wild.

This is the moment when the cold winds of the spring

and the tender rays of the summer sun collide

to give way to resurrection and rebirth.

The winter has sang it’s song.