The Wind Brings Down Its Icy Load

Music: Fugue from the Fantasie and Fugue in d minor. By Max Reger. Sequenced by Sergei Winitzki at Kunst der Fuge.

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The wind brings down its icy load; Curtains close across the sky. Travelers shudder on the road: There will be shelter by-and-by. All one has seen and one has sown Now feeds the feasts of fantasy.   Merriment goes on within; Trees and candles dance with light. Without, the world is grey and grim; Within the house, all is bright. How might one stand against the wind But with the joy one brings to it?   The window hints of happiness; The wanderer walks quickly past. The week-old ice is treacherous; The snow is falling thick and fast. Shelter cannot be a place For those whose spirits will not rest.   Bells ring through the chilly air; People purchase gifts on time. Windows, doorways, front yards bear Of inner truth the outward sign: Love beneath commercial cheer; Loneliness decked out in din.   The season freezes all but love; Winter grips the waterways. Upon white meadows nothing moves; Life sleeps through the nights and days. O love! At once both flame and fuel, Light well what meets the inner gaze!