Kin of Oberon Pt2.
Warming spring,
welcomed sun,
fertile earth,
wake up.
I have thawed,
from my death,
to walk again,
in the trees.
Bulbs arise.
Leaves explode.
The sound of wings,
beat across,
the glade.
I am no longer alone...
welcomed sun,
fertile earth,
wake up.
I have thawed,
from my death,
to walk again,
in the trees.
Bulbs arise.
Leaves explode.
The sound of wings,
beat across,
the glade.
I am no longer alone...