Woorden: Autumn Tears. Love Poems For Dying Children... Act I. Ode To My Forthcoming Winter, Pt. 4 Winter.

Autumn hath awakened her children

I am the raging storm and gentle breeze
I am the glistening stream and earthen soil
I am the rain and the ever darkening sky
I am the velvet shadows of the night
Embrace the dreaming mystery...
Partake of my scornful bereavement

Welcome my tears