No matter the changing of the winds,
and your directions I seem to forget,
even in your bitter cold embrace,
may I still find your warmth yet.
My worry is not in my safety,
only that you may know this,
the cruelty of this winter pales
to the beauty of your solstice.
No matter the changing of the winds,
and your directions I seem to forget,
even in your bitter cold embrace,
may I still find your warmth yet.
My worry is not in my safety,
only that you may know this,
the cruelty of this winter pales
to the beauty of your solstice.