Advent
The light of a candle
I give you.
It radiates with light and heat.
mysterious luster
resides in a small flame.
glimmer of the time of the year,
in which the day hinwendet the night.
Autumn sweeping the streets,
blows away the ghosts of past lives.
serenity and peace.
Enveloped the world in a blanket,
sleep so that they can.
Can move in silence and contemplation,
that magical sparkle that announce
which ends the annual cycle.
Look into the flame,
feel her warmth,
the frosty night spirits, sells
warms the heart and illuminates the darkness.
It is
Advent
Birgit Bauer
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