Rebirth

Come, Come
Into the woods let thee go
Where tender shoots
And succulent roots grow
Singing girls and women prancing
Flowers and buds
In the hair golden
And in the womb grow
Return to the earth
With blissful joy
From whence thee have come
And give it back one day
Tomorrow under the newborn Sun

WK

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