May the white crystals
That fall from a gray sky
Cover her in a cold embrace
And listen to her cry
Along the edge
Of ice and water
A torrent of emotions
Playing with fire
Pain, grief, sadness,
And undying love
Towards a child
Whiter than a dove
Raven's hair
Plastered to a face
And hazel gems
Dimmed without a trace
A body of light
Surrounded by dark waters
And that surrounded
By that of frozen wonders
With the only sound
Of a mother's sorrow
To accompany her son's soul
To a new tomorrow