I am the breeze that blows
Through everything that grows
I am the blood that grows in my own season
I am Queen of all
I blaze and burn till leaves turn gold and fall
To Autumn ground between us
A season still to pass
Before your eyes is silence and stillness come at last
As forest color fades
I come so many ways
From cold remembered days in my own season
I am King of all
In March I bring the gentle Spring and call
Northern roots to wake and rise
The frosting ground to thaw
Then wait in mountain glacier
Till I am needed more
Fire and Ice never die
But lie till nature's rise are falling
Wait for the calling
Fire and Ice never die
But lie in waiting under
When savage stones and thunder
Fire and Ice never die

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