~~~~English~~~~
Everything is white
Snow is all I can see for miles and miles
Icicles hang from the shivering trees
And the flowers are resting in sweet peace
Until Spring wakes them from their sleep
Sound of jingling sleigh bells
Blow across the wind
Mingling with the sound
Of distant church chimes
Cold bitter breezes sting my face
And I can clearly see my breath
Slowly I homeward trod
To sit beside the fireplace
With a hot cup of cocoa

~Marian~

~~~~French~~~~

Tout est blanc

Neige est tout qu'i can see for miles et des miles

Glaçons pendent des arbres avec frisson

Et les fleurs sont reposent en paix doux

Jusqu'au printemps eux réveille de son sommeil

Bruit de tintement de grelots

Coup dans le vent

Se mêlant avec le son

Du lointain carillon église

Froides brises amers piquent mon visage

Et je vois clairement mon souffle

Lentement j'ai foulé chemin du retour

S'asseoir à côté de la cheminée

Avec une bonne tasse de cacao


*~ Marian ~

I am lost, without a clue,
I am sure, I lost track;
I am way beyond just blue,
I am wandering, in pitch black.

I am unsure of what I seek,
If seeking is what I am doing;
In darkness, so cold my cheeks,
The path forbidden is so much luring.

I turn, I see mist,
Again I turn, it’s all still a blur;
Different story, same gist,
How again did I end up here?

It used to be so clear,
It used to be so much light,
To my happiness nothing could come near,
But now darkness blinds my sight.

I have no one,
No one to hold my hand,
To guide me back to the sun,
Except You, O Lord, my God, my hope, my friend…

Your whisper lingers my love,
In my ears, my mind, my heart,
I hear you through the trees above,
From that voice my soul will never part.

I feel that touch of your lips,
That exhilarating kiss.
All it took was a gentle breeze,
To carry my mind away from this restless peace.

I smile, as your fingers blow through my hair,
Like a lover you caress my head,
And without reserve, I fall into your care,
You who seemed not there.

Whispers, whispers!
Kisses, touches!
Why gift me with your presence,
And leave as I fall in love?
Why breathe upon me your love,
And then take your place in the skies above?

Why lift me into the skies,
With your soft fingers,
And then… and then leave me,
Hurtling down, your howl still ringing in my ears?

And yet my soul still longs for you,
All of you.
Your silky breath of wonder,
Your peaceful blow of bliss,
Your sudden gusts of passion,
Your blizzards of fury and rage.

Yes, I feel all of you,
Through the leaves,
Through my subtle tranquility,
Through my obsessions and craze,
You blow through me and in me,
You who seem not there.