Snow, suddenly, melts and forms rivers.
The waters turn warmer, they give life
which, in turn, nourishes the once fertile land.

Flowers of every possible color are born.
Petals fall from trees, where the fruits and
leaves shade the earth from the heat of the sun.

Cold is gone, conquered by the goodness
of Adam's bone, of Eve's flesh.
Their children have arrived to rule, to guide.

Cair Paravel, once again, stands.