Waiting silently we lay

Mist surrounding bringing the others

The crying, wailing time to play

Bring us to life again

The blades and foliage sleep

As the oaks and birch loom

A clearness turns cloudy view

We know they are on their way

As it motions up across the skylined earth

The Baby screams for action

Our eyes fixed to the lonely sky

We see what we felt coming

Our ears alert to barks of many

Approaching in the wind

Our spirit hearts calling to our own

Our bodies solid from the ground we rest on

We’re a vision only to those who happened

We’re real for those we came for

We call back proud

To be part of us

The wolves in the mist who came

We saw we judged we removed

We changed

We join in the hunt of the wailing one

For at dawn we go back

To where we rose from again.