You were the wind,
breathing life into my ice-cold body,
after a long winter of darkness.

My fear was like the frost on the ground.
In the morning sun it slowly melted,
while my heart dared to beat cautiously.

You came with spring.
With flowers that sprouted,
and birds that sang.

With hope as a compass,
you became my light.
Winter was over,
and the midnight sun lit up the sky.
Finally I could see again.