It’s dark outside and the clouds deprived the sky from it’s moon. All the trees are in a deep sleep ever since the life and colors they carried quietly slipped away from their branches. The earth feels cold and a chill breeze announces a vast white blanket that soon will be spread on the hills, paths and rooftops of this world. Each night I stand in front of my window and stare at this winters scenery while suddenly I notice the first snowflakes are being cast down from heaven above. Gently they fall, graciously they perform their soundless dance till they reach the earth only to disappear without a trace. Where there were few there are many now and the sky finally cries it’s white tears without a sound. When I look at this new scenery I still can see life in mits of this dark cold silence. The same Life which I carry inside of me. Yet should I open my doors you would discover an endless universe hidden inside of me where a continuous silence becomes ear deafening and a coldness which can’t be driven of. It’s in this vast darkness of glowing stars and planets I’m drifting of. Without a voice that can be heard I enjoy the beauty of the unknown. Farther I float, until I finally can close my weary eyes...