Frozen streams and vapours gray,   cold and waste the landscape lay...   Then a hale of wind      Hither - whirling, Thither - swirling,   Spinn the fog and spinn the mist...   Still we walked on through woods and wintry gray,   home through woods where winter lay - cold and dark...   (Waiting for a change in the weather   Waiting for a shift in the air   Could we get there together, ever?   Waiting for our late, late return)      Through the woods, home through the woods where winter lay...