In our corner of the Forest
The snows fall  
The white winds blow
The lone Wolf dies
Born at this moment
In this time of despair
Grief and bereavement
The reality of our powerlessness
A single soul dwelling in two bodies
That deep part of you
Touched our wounds with your warm and tender hand
The kindest, noblest, and best of things
Always together in spirit
Bound by enormous affection
From the depths of the distance within us

Gypsy