yule

yule in turns

eternal things

the fervour burns

as distance sings

it's cold for all 

we've left behind

beyond the wall

we came to find

the frozen tones

in beaten stone

and mortar moan

these times alone

would war would leave

some space for heart

that we could breathe

in times apart

broad windows seem

as narrow panes

these wooden beams

as strength that wanes

unless we finally do

just one thing from the heart

a dream that people knew

that never falls apart

when days are long

and nights are cold

it's yule time songs

to which we hold

e'er seeking me

e'er longing you

this world can be

come of just two

rare people putting people first

beyond the failing battlements

that current trends might be reversed

perpetuate the sacraments