Lucid Waking

The arts of BNielsen

Cold Wind Song

The cold wind whispers in the silent trees:
“Come softly, come softly and sing with me
“For winter is coming as quick as can be
“And time will continue as the sea.
“Don’t let it fool you; summer is not long
“For you to play among daffodils; warm wind blowing strong
“Without a care in the world, humming along
“As the woodpecker and crickets sing you their song.
“But everything ends; nothing gold can stay
“And with it, the sun of summer goes away
“In order to allow with the coming days
“And to welcome winter with its diminishing rays.”

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