Komorebi
Alcest
Sunlight Filtering Through Leaves
This April morning emerging
I must be reborn
And an exhilarating blooming
To meet my soul
Its secret quintessence
Its divine depths
Slicing through the mists
Of our mortal torments
Carried by the spirit of the air
The tall green trees
I have awakened
In my inner sanctuary
On its springtime paths
No return flooded with light
