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A winter tour through Laponia’s Winter Wonderland
“I’m going to Lapland …
As soon my feet touch the ground I feel a drunken elation,
I breathe in, filling my lungs with the frosty nectar,
I recognize the fragrances of the spirit that exhilarate me
Arborescent watercolours, pillars of crystal lights,
Elk in the wild, queens and kings of the forests,
The mystical offering of a sun dog – burning diamond like a Sámi symbol,
Our angel Niklas, pure as the driven snow, with a child’s heart,
A travelling artist, inspired and inspiring,
Nomadic soul, a singing flower
I breathe out the past,
I breathe in again,
And… I’m leaving with a heavy heart
The birch trees, the dogs, the sledge,
The white rabbit we never saw that nibbled away at our time,
The Northern Lights that made a timid appearance,
The tranquil mornings, opals of a thousand different shades, a thousand different rhythms,
The great fir trees crushed under the weight of countless snow petals,
The sun in my heart made whole again tells of my sacred union that encompasses earth and sky.”
― Guillaume Poncelet, Isabelle Geffroy aka Zaz (translated from french)
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