I saw that Winter Moon so clear
As clear as dearest day divine
Bright beams of splendour rendered here
In this great frozen land of mine
What with my dreams I dream her still
That Winter Moon, my whispered chill
Concealed within that modest soul
The icy fears, such painful curse
O Lunar tides of ice and cold
And blizzards pouring out of verse
Let free, pale goddess! Flee away!
Let go those stars that held thee sway!
But when your orbit's got you far
Afar from Gaea's ill-bound chains
And gone from thy twin Winter Star
Free yourself from earth's cruel restrains
O' glorious Winter Moon, White Dove
Fly high and by your light above
Beware the storms that raise
Cold fear from out the cold ground
But brighter still the Lunar Phase
Of Warmth, and Love, and Snow Angels crowned.
Let free, pale goddess! Flee away!
Let it go and let it snow!
Break forth the shining light of day!
Forever now, the world will know!
