En samling af smukke øjeblikke. / A collection of beautiful moments.

Gadelygterne lyser i nattens tåge, som fyrtårne der leder os skibe sikkert hjem. Træerne står i ave som tyste silhouetter mod nattehimlen; mine brødre. Senere, når solen er stået ud af sin seng, går jeg en tur med Saari. Vi går ind i den lille skov, hvor frosten dekorerer de spirende grene. Som små diamanter eller sukkerlage. 

Vanddråber hænger på grenenes spidser, udspændt over evigheden.

  
The streetlamps glow like lighthouses through the night’s fog. Leading us home like ships at sea. 

The trees stand silently in awe against the night sky; my brothers. Later, as the sun rises from its bed, Saari and I take a walk. We enter the little forest closeby where Frost decorates blooming branches. Like diamonds or sugar frosting. 

Drops of water hang by the edges of their atoms , suspended in Eternity. 

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