2022.01.06.
An Invocation to Snow
How miraculous Nature is!Well, does not snow give light? Immaculate
And mysterious, tremulous and silent,
It seems to me that it silently prays
When it is falling...Oh, snowfall!
Your weightless and glacial Eucharist
Absolves me today of my sin of living,
And like you, it makes my soul become
Glistening, white, silent and cold.