Into the morn I pass
Without timber and alas
You are ferried warm in the maize
In an as was the time
So becomes the night
Both shall meet, everlast in defeat
Returning hearts
Bitten field
Hallowed mornings
Springs reveal
Oh the ripened wheats
Cause again
Her merry cheeks
Alive this morn
Feb 21
Feb 21, 2026 at 11:07 AM UTC
Into the morn I pass
Without timber and alas
You are ferried warm in the maize
In an as was the time
So becomes the night
Both shall meet, everlast in defeat
Returning hearts
Bitten field
Hallowed mornings
Springs reveal
Oh the ripened wheats
Cause again
Her merry cheeks
Alive this morn