File:Woodland - First Melt

Description
Melt the ice that holds you, in this season that colds you, may the fire within you, be lit by this hearth. May the days grow longer, as the fire grows stronger; may the waking of spring, be the light in your dark. Bring the cold, cold water, from the dark, dark well, to the warm hearth fire, when the ice begins to melt.

May those who would scold you, comfort and hold you; may your path be led forth, by the thrumming of your heart. When the nights grow warmer, may your heart grow stronger; may the first melt of light warm your dreams in the night. Bring the cold, cold water, from the dark, dark well, to the warm hearth fire, when the ice begins to melt.

Oh night is going to rest, my love, we shadows are weary, oh soon we must sleep; to the comfort of shade, and the shelter of leaves, the shadows return to dream.