A
Can I appraise the soul of one so lost?
B
Hibernating underground, beasts only cry
A
The seed that grows comes at such a cost
B
Harsh winds have ceased and I fly so high
C
Sky’s light breaks free and enlightens mind
D
I hold tongue no longer, wind carries voice
C
Now each day I embrace is not such a grind
D
Now I am allowed freedom, I have a choice
E
Serenity, in the forest of silence I see the doe
F
So sweetly does it rest, sipping from a spring
E
How does this soft current just seem to flow?
F
Thorns prick no longer, vibrant jays now sing
G

Oh wicked Winter Witch, I cast you down
G

Dead leaves crunch below, nothing but grayish-brown