Welcome,
Traveller.
I light the candle,
And our journey begins.
Through this night,
We will be held in the quiet softness of sparkling snow.
Candles glowing on windowsills,
And a coloured dance in the sky of the great aurora.
Tonight,
The world is winter,
Quiet,
Crystalline.
Snowdrifts beneath your feet,
Powder soft and newly fallen.
The sky above is black silk threaded with stars.
Breathe,
Slowly,
Easily as we find our way to rest.
Let the clarity of the night help clear the mind.
The snow softens sound,
A blanket,
A friend,
A stillness.
The aurora spill light in ribbons through the stars.
Whispers of breath,
Easeful.
Colours sparkle,
Green like sea glass,
Blue like ice.
Distant candles,
A silk tide of colour,
Dancing above you,
Pale softness of snow below you.
Words fall away.
Sky shimmer,
Winter hush.
Whispers of breath,
Easeful.
Colours sparkle,
Green like sea glass,
Blue like ice.
Distant candles,
Dancing above you,
Pale softness of snow below you.
Sky shimmer,
Winter hush.
Colours sparkle,
Green like sea glass.
Distant candles,
A silk tide of colour,
Dancing above you.
Sky shimmer,
Breath easeful.
Colours sparkle,
Green like sea glass.
Distant candles,
A silk tide of colour,
Dancing above you,
Pale softness of snow below you.
Sky shimmer.
Light shifts slowly.
Aurora fades to glowing memory.
Light glistens in the first quiet hours of the morning.
Morning arrives as softly as falling snow.
Take your time.
Let your waking unfold as gently as sleep.
You are rested.
You are renewed.
You are home.