The moon bathes the room
In an unreal white
It is very quiet
The snow has spread a blanket
It is as if
I am in another world
Everything is blurred
And something pulls at me
But my body feels heavy
And weightless at the same time
A very thin line
A longing so strong
For something - for someone
Where are the arms
Where I can come to rest
How long must I wait for
This?