For now, you are winter
And so I flow into you, for I am autumn-
A time where leaves fall and time itself changes color
And color itself melts into nothingness
To give way to the purity of winter-
Where nothingness becomes a blank canvas-
A time to start anew,
Filling the crystal air with the promise of rebirth.
co-written by: Arni Magdamo
The line "For now, I am winter," the title of Olafur Arnald's album, led to a mentally stimulating night with my college professor.