Beyond the whispering easterly
Of furious winter sky
The owls are raving to me
Without reasoning why
Moods that shiver the spine
And hedges high in snow
With red ragged sky line
In for an evening glow
Having encountered the scene
Of shadows moon rising
And the hours in between
In the blue and white disguising
Ensign to snow melting
The chill ramparts of love
With shuddering the skin welting
From the north breeze above
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