From north to south
Cold and moveless
far-away Northland.
Below ancient permafrost
veins of life are throbbing
but they have been forgotten.
The ice....
covering everything.
The water, the earth, the air...
Large open ice fields
that are under the shield of ice.
Sources of life are trying,
trying very hard
yet they are frozen,
wrapped by ice
and the life will fade
waiting for warmth
that is not coming.
Cold...ice....
Snow...falling from the sky
and crystallizing.
Coming down
on a frosty ground.
Soft....white...
Cold.
Descending from the sky
so grey and cloudy...
There are no colours.
The sun is pale,
like a dispersed spot
watching the colourless world.
It is like a distant star
that doesn`t give light
or heat.
Like Sirius
or the North Star.
North....
Northern sun...
Northern lights....
Flashing in the darkest night,
in an eternal night...in a polar night.
Showing a colourful light....
the only light...
The cold light.
Stars among northern lights.
Shining...
Like the sun
that doesn`t give any heat.
Beautiful....like eyes
looking down
at the cold land.
The land is resting,
resting of life.
Peace, quiet....
Cold.
Lonely but peaceful.
No confusion.....
no thoughts
because the air is frozen
and doesn`t move anything.
The wind is just an ice crystal..
Frozen soul, mind, heart
like the Northern Maiden has
whose heart`s shield of ice
even Väinamöinen`s song couldn`t break.
Like the Queen of Ice
whose soul is cold
but who is powerful.
Noone can beat her.
Powerful emptyness
wrapped by icy air.
Peace...quietness...
Stability. There`s no storm
That could conquer the ice.
There is no confusion. Tranquility
reaching over endless snow fields.
Cold.
Suddenly
a lonely ray of light
has found the way into invisible
yet existing crack
in invincible shield of ice.
So insignificant
yet its heat
melted the ice.
The crack widened.
Gentle warmth
crept under the ice
warming the sources of life
and making them alive.
More and more cracks...
more rays...
less cold.....
less ice.
Melting the earth
and making the juices of life flow
that had been waiting so long,
hidden beneath the ice.
The water is flowing.
Slowly at first,
then faster, stronger
breaking the ice
and changing the face of the North.
Fading clouds
in the blue sky.
Colours. Bright colours
in the sky and on the earth.
Storm. Water raging
and sweeping the last large chunks of ice
that will disappear soon.
The golden sun
shining in the blue sky.
Plants springing.
Rain. Storm. Turmoil.
Confusion which did not exist in the cold.
Instability.
Life.....Bubbling life
Obligations.
Obligation to notice the storm
because it would be impossible not to.
Warm...hot...burning...
How to get away?
Panic!
There`s no way out. Must notice.
Must be.
The world has been unsettled.
There is no peace, no quiet.
Would like to go back....
back to the cold northland
where was the power. Control.
Longing...
Longing for frostiness and the silver shield.
Longing for the Northland....
If there hadn`t been that first ray
that seemed so meaningless
yet it was fatal.
Hope...
Where is hope?
The hope melted with the ice
leaving behind confusion.
An awful confusion...
