The Return of the Sun

The wrath of winter fades away

on Zephyr's drowsy, warmed sigh

that bids the trees to creak and sway

and let their blossoms free to fly

across the Earth, across the sky

Through lands of men and realms of Fae

From Land's End to the Isle of Skye

Spring paints its hues upon the day

from Equinox to Calan Mai

the Sun kisses Earth's barren breast,

upon her sheds his warming rays

'til her dark spell demands his rest

And fading down into the west.

his heat lingers o'er her flesh

and melts the mountain's snowy crest

Winter's deathly curse enmeshed.