White Embrace

The celestial blessing of nature calls, swirling through the Darkness. It's cold...and you feel it, it's flying, but it's not an angel. Your name doesn't matter, sweet inmaculate gift, since this looming darkness from you were born from is teaching us something after all, even from behind its veil. It's not worthy to say it; go to sleep, let this whistle make you dream, fall in a white world and prepare to meet your inspirated esence: a world based on your feelings.