Candle flickers in the night
As shadows dance in pale Moonlight
Winter snow a mantle deep
It warms the earth as Lady sleeps
Meadows lie in winter's thrall
Nothing stirs as North wind calls
Crystal flowers like frosted lace
A Garland for the Lady make
Gentle Lady wakes from sleep
A promise to the land to keep
Calling Lord to warm the earth
To quicken life for Spring's rebirth
Darkness bows to growing Light
Made blessed in the Lady's sight
Softly Snowdrop first to rise
Heralds in the Turning Tide
