The Winter Wisp

Drop of snow she walk on straight,
To trail a long and foggy fate.
And shroud in mist she fade at last,
That time would come to those that past.
Like winter ghosts through silent plain,
Farther trail of steps remain.
The windy breeze a voice you hear,
Of maiden wisp that hold you dear.


Photo Artist: Ane Lundeby

Music Link: Parra For Cuva – Champa

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