Begins, strong but unknowing

It lasts, long but ungrowing

June goes, like oceans apart

Collides, and ends with the start

In fall, the hallowed rain comes

Freezes, our skin becomes numb

One light—save this for last

Nomads, from winters long past

Around, all things will follow

The Wheel, brings us tomorrow

Come down, and give us the day

Makers, gods of the Old Ways

Keep me, in the warm sun

Day, night, always as one

Last light, it fades from us fast

In time, of winters long past