Solstice
When winter comes
The fire grows warmer
The snow bells tingle
Frosting panes
When winter comes.
The fire grows warmer
Sun-god defeated
The slaving hearth beams
With new found surrender
The fire grows warmer.
The snow bells tingle
Around ruddy cheeked children
Cool beams beckon
The new born sun-child
The snow bells tingle
Frosting panes
Glistening, glistening
The fire grows warmer
The wind thunders freely
Frosting panes
When winter comes.
December 17, 2008 at 11:33 am |
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