Another night of fear,

That you may not pass through this,

Eerie time of loss.

In my waning breath,

I can feel you keeping me,

Awake long after death.

I hear you within,

Wind of summer, rain of spring...

Browning leaves of fall.

Breaking through the mist,

The wolf's senses clean amid,

Shallow ruins' breath.

Breaking summer heat,

Never cold where winter breathes,

Shelter of the rare.