• Winter weeps on sunny days
    For her frost dissipates
    Her time has come

    Agony consumes her whole
    As Spring blossoms
    All her work undone

    In the shadow she shall wait
    Filled with fear on Summer days
    She is far from home

    “Autumn”, she sighs
    Feel her fingers upon the breeze
    Death sets her free

    Familiar domain once more
    She spreads her fingers wide
    This is her kingdom.