Dwelleth into woods so deep, beyond the shadow keep
Longed have I for the night, at the edge of winter I stand encloaked in
twilight...
Upon lakes so clear, the stars reflect their gleam
As to tell a story, spoken by a stream
And into me it shook
and entangled me in it's grace
So beloved to hold with me in my tragic haist.
...And the stars, so long a time did
shine
Greeted by the dawn and died out in time
Graced now by age and given wisdom
I greet my end and unto my
kingdom...
Upon lakes so clear, I wish on those old stars
So few to see now, behind yonder clouds afar
Alike winter in
spirit, hoary and grey
In dawns gleam, I too shall fade away
And be as the night of last...
