Gently her feet kissed the ground Turned snow to water One drop in a mirror of trees There were no leaves to hide the sky With the bells' ringing from afar One sunclad breath from a summerwind Icicles enchanted flew away There were no leaves to hide the sky Her light a sun among nightshades Branches she dared not cross kept her in Ancient thorns and venom There were no leaves to hide the sky Moon poured gold on her shoulders Silent lost light before a dead dawn Stolen by night's grace