and Night's fingers grip Earth.
In the Moon, we won't forget:
the Sun is set for rebirth.
As the Earth is frozen down
to the depths, trees pass away -
Yet our brother Spring comes 'round
like the start of a new day.
Even as a child is born
to show life can be made,
that we may not be forlorn
having seen such might displayed.
All to prepare us for Light
that casts these simple shadows
of gripping Death born to Life -
soon they will seem so shallow.
I take great joy in Winter,
who taught to rightly love Spring,
and these shadows that whisper
of the rebirth Christ will bring.
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