Winterland and Wolves

Shadows unveiled upon star laid sky
endless sea of thick darkness of night
Moon dancing to the wolves sharp cry
Northern lights beckon in wondrous lights

glistening snow cradle the ground
as the Pack proceed through the cold air
still and silent whispers without sound
Furs of ice so pure and bare

Calls of wolves is still ringing
their songs of moonlight still singing
Across the snow, across the land
their paws deepen in wonderland

Crystals of night's desire
warm up the air with warm fires
shed the ice from our eyes
let warmness finally be realized