A green maiden in snow to dress
15 October 2018
Cloaked in white like a bride to be
She set out in early delight
Sailing forth on a frosted sea
Her traces a shimmering light
Bridal night wove a century
She closed her eyes and lost the sight
Rocking softly on lover’s knee
Felt not of chill the biting might
In wane garden of spring flowers
I sang to wintertime’s excess
The ice and the frost my powers
A green maiden in snow to dress
Her breath now slighter by the hours
As night on her day would impress
Reading of the poem:
The Rose of Winter – Nox Arcana
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