'Twas in the dark bleak winter
I walked through hanging drizzle
The air soaked grass and weighted spirits down.
I looked above for light, but the air was grey and clinging
The sun could not be seen, the Gods were silent sleeping.
An aroma of faint roasting, the fear of death was on me
I sank in to a trance and she took me far away.

Through the brown sky softly slipping
Her heart of woodsmoke burning
A constant and eternal vibrant flame.
The air about her melting, the warm air
Comfort simmering
Radiant auburn hair and deep brown eyes.  

My lover, she was growing
The path of life, showing
Her power everlasting, bound
To the hearts that seek her rich embrace-
Or are we bound to she, to ever seek her promise, knowing?  

Tell me, Lady, tell me true
Your depths enchant and draw me to you
The power you hold I wish for too-
I have loved and suffered, and I want my due.

Life a circle and ye the center,
Bless me with your chestnut power,
My wish is to perceive with clarity.

Goddess, I ask now, let me see-
This I ask: so let it be!  

All things now do I understand, and still, I want coffee.