The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea

I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.

Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.

I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.

It began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.

Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.

The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.