Spring won`t come, the need of strife To struggle to be freed from hard ground The evenings mists thad creep and crawl Will drench me in dew and so drown
I`m the green man The green man
Sol in prime sweet summertime Cast shadows of doubt on my face A midday sun, it`s causing hues Refracting within the still lake
Autumn in her flaming dress Of orange, brown, gold fallen leaves My mistress of the frigid night I worship, pray to on my knees
Winter`s breath of filthy snow Befrosted paths to the unknown Have my lips turned true purple? Life is coming to an end So says me,me wiccan friend Nature coming full circle
I`m the green man The green man
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