In the Winter

There was a silence in the world;
At the behest of darkness came light,
At the brink of destruction came the bold,
There, where there was only wrong, came the right
To save the innocent from the demons.

Dead and wicked things stir in the wild
Upon where plays a simple child,
She runs and laughs and enjoys the simple life
Letting all dark things out of sight.

Crawling spiders and flying ladybugs,
Howling wolves and loose grubs,
All those around her flourish,
All of them with her child play relish.

But all living things have dead shadows,
Unkempt, never resting, all of them have sorrows
That keep them coming back from the grounds
And haunt all those who step their mounds.

This girl dare play in the dark of the forest
Unknowingly of the wrongs there lay to rest,
Unforgiving of all they deemed trespassers
And would drag down all of those who were offenders.

Such they considered this wild little girl,
So naive, playfully dancing around in a whirl,
Quickly their hands grasped to drag her down,
A scream from her mouth arose and, suddenly, no sound.

A child was lost in the high dirt
To all but to the all seeing bird,
For, you see, high is a place where only eagles dare,
And all this aggression they saw from up there.

Wolves and owls heard the shrilling scream,
Beavers, bats, even snakes found this judgement mean
And quickly set to move and save
The infant from an early grave.

Wolves dug the earth, snakes scouted the dark,
Owls quickly called the dogs who set out to bark
To bring the elders swiftly to the location,
To find the girl and bring her salvation.

Early morning came with men with torches and shovels
Ready and steady to drive the tormented back to their level,
For Hell has seven circles and all of those swarmed,
And this little girl, belonging to none, could not be harmed.

Morning sun came with morning dew
Came with an alliance of men and animal and rescue true,
That a child innocent would remain
But mindful of all the care that she should maintain.

Thankful for the sun was she for it shined
Thankful for the elders she was for the time they arrived,
Thankful she grew for the animals who saved her with mind as their tool,
But above all thankful for Mother Nature for alive and ready was she for this Yule.