27. Dezember 2003, 22:47

A Christmas winter tale

At Christmas Eve I go as usual on a walk through the dark and silent streets of Berlin. I like to stroll through the empty streets at that time. Everything is so silent and peaceful. Just some single people can be seen and rarely a car disturbs with its noise the peaceful silence at those hours.

This time it is rather cold, a little icey wind cuts my ears, my cheeks, my face. A clear and open sky lets see all the lonely, far stars.

I can see the many bright-lighted windows, sometimes with the candles of a Christmas tree. What might now happen behind these windows? - Happy eyes of children waiting for Santa Clause and his presents? Some anger between father and mother because the Christmas meal has not properly prepared? A crying boy because he has got a wooden car instead of the wished game console? Or just a tender, deep kiss between a couple in full happiness and satisfaction?

While thinking of all this, it suddenly begins to snow. Thick snowflakes silently fall from the now dark and cloudy sky. Not the slightest wind can be felt in my face. Immediately all the streets, roofs, cars and pavements are full of white. Snowflakes on my cheeks become little, clear waterdrops.

I can see a student disguised as Santa Clause in a red robe, who now tries almost desperately to park on the now snowy street his little car. Not very loud a little grumbling and complaining from him can be heard. With amusement I watch that Santa Clause and his tries to park his car until he disappears behind one of the several house doors.

Now I notice, that I am standing in front of a church. I can recognize a little shiny light through the big, huge church windows. Suddenly a choir begins, not very loud, to sing Christmas songs. I am standing there for a while, listening to the singing from inside while the snow is continuing falling silently from above. Everything seems to be so peaceful, in full harmony now.

I don't know why, but something let me turn my head over the street...

What is there? There stands a girl surrounded by a sort of glooming, but apparently no one else seems to see that except me. The girl just stands there, always looking right into my eyes. And I do so either. I cannot stop looking right into her eyes. After some minutes watching each into the others' eyes I am approaching to her - eye to eye. Now I stand right in front of her and I cannot hide to be astonished about such beauty. Is she an angel? That curly red-brown hair, those clear blue-grey eyes, those full cheeks, that cute nose and that tremendous bright smile formed of lips in a color called "Rose Lolita". Without speaking any word we stand now face to face. Freshly and open-hearted smiling she shows with her finger on her forehead. I give her a soft kiss, where she has shown. Then she shows on her cheek and I kiss her tenderly there, too. I can hear my blood pumping through my ears. Her smile becomes even bigger and now she shows to her full red lips. I begin to kiss her there very long and deeply and while kissing eachother she hugs me and I hug her. I feel, how I lose the ground beneath my feet, we are flying arm in arm, deeply covered. A feeling of deep, pure warmth and happiness rushes through all my body.