The Calling of Snow Shrouded Hills

On snow shrouded hills,
In bright sun light,
They dance like mites,
And spin like dancers,
White showers in circles,
Dust devils of snow,
Moving and spinning,
They catch the eye,
Round and round,
A play of wind,
Glittering and shining,
The sun’s bright light,
Over and over,
And back and forth,
Like snow faeries dancing,
And calling you forth,
Winter’s bright spritelings,
Like willow-the-wisps,
Those who follow,
Might never return,
‘Cross snow shrouded hills,
And cold shadows dales,
Right out of the Dreaming,
And into the Veil,
Lost to this world,
And all they have known,
‘Neath snow shrouded hills,
That the faeries call home,
Ever wandering forever,
In a land not quite home,
Forever living,
And never alone,
Onward and inward,
Forevermore,
‘Cross cold shadowed dales,
And snow shrouded hills.

~Muninn’s Kiss, December 8, 2013