Window to another world
where Narnia is freed at last,
where what the winter wind has hurled
can settle into Ice Age past.
Death to one sounds living knell,
swan song’s notes to bury snow;
Spring arises from its shell
as Winter sinks to grave below.
Window to another world where Narnia is freed at last, where what the winter wind has hurled can settle into Ice Age past. Death to one sounds living knell, swan song’s notes to bury snow; Spring arises from its shell as Winter sinks to grave below.
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
What are your thoughts?