SHALL HE

Where shall he go when the winter comes upon him
With its torrid days of mist and snow
To set upon the realms of shadows
And rest within a warming glow

Where shall he run when the season overcomes him
With rampid speed and cruel affections
Release upon his head and soul
The cullens song and true conviction

Where shall he ascend as the tide of gray surrounds him
With quickening tones of calm and still
Reacquaint the mind with bold confession
And rest within this perfect will