The Winter Waking - Leafblade

Seasons come, and seasons go —

Time is just some ghost, you know…

Ask me where the river’s flowing,

Some place where her heart is knowing…

And the sun, she’ll smile, you know,

Kissing soft that gentle flow,

Laughing with the river’s thoughts,

Smiling at the love she’s brought…

I have been running through wilds of green,

Dream yields their leaves!

The fairest meadows the Fey have seen,

Lost in the eaves…

Wandering the ruins of ancient poems,

Child of the oaks…

Steeped in the Lore of the woodland tomes,

Scarlets and golds…

And the sun, she’ll smile, you know,

Kissing soft that gentle flow,

Laughing with the river’s thoughts,

Smiling at the love she’s brought…

Wake me, my angel — I’ve slept

With my sword at my side;

Silvers and golds,

Jewels rare and bold,

Gleaming with fire,

Feeding desire…

Gently the woodland has nestled me

Softly in sleep;

Oak leaves and vines,

Smiling through time,

Green Man adored,

Greening the sword…

Wake me now, my Forest Queen,

Draped in gold, and woodland green,

For seasons come, and seasons go,

And Time is just some ghost, you know…