Dance of the (rainbow) white, rainbow

Bedecked in white, she came,
Silent footsteps melted as she beckoned;
'To winter cometh thee' said she,                                                              
And taunting, teasing uttered: 'Thou cans't resist me';

Come stay a while in my silent, calm and quiet woods,
Come rest a while, lay your weary head upon my drifts;
I'll crown thee with my flakes,
Resplendent jewels of heaven made;
And finest flutes of old oak trunks I'll play,
Sing a mournful tune of old, with wolves for baritones
And creaking of the branches, under heavy load, for rhythm;

Come Play my love,
Your crown of fire dazzles me, even if it burns,
Your footsteps melt my heart as new shoots upwards strain;
You bring the deer and robins, dear, to chatter in my ear,
And whilst my muse is soft and fragrant linen, yours is water through a prism, dear;

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Assembled footsteps, danced together in the round, in the middle met
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I'll Play my love, play the game of old;
As all good elves are told, as soon as it gets cold,
Your footsteps calm my fevered heart as my meadows fill with stars,
A light I'll shine upon your sculptures fine, along the banks of streams and rivers,
And to the rhythm steady, down below the baritone, a wingèd choir I'll add in harmony;

Come stay a while, in my merry raucous woods,
Come rest a while, lay your head in cornflower, daisy, bluebell –
Weave them into crowns , to reflect your glory,
Resplendent jewels of earth are made;
And with the trees and heather, whispers in the crackling fire,
Hares assembled with the lambs besides the foxes, owls
The story of us all I'll tell thee round the flicker;

Bedecked in mellowed fire-light danced he,
Silent footsteps melted as he left, singing on the breeze:
'To Summer cometh thee' humming gaily as a bird,
And parting taunting whispered question: 'cans't thou resist me?'