From the sky to the …

From the sky to the deepest gorges
a mild star laughs down;
from Tannenwalde scents rise
and the night will be as bright as a candle.

My heart is so glad,
it's the lovely Christmas season!
I hear distant church bells,
in fairy-tale silent glory.

A pious spell holds me down,
adoring, I have to stand amazed,
it sinks on my eyelids,
I feel it, a miracle has happened.

Author: Theodor Storm