I have promised, I must visit once
The other side of lost this winter
Where the heart of the water is in flames
Where the wind has etched tenderness on stone

Now in summer a thick veil of harshness
Emptiness reigns in fullness everywhere
Roads that took a dip in the river
Have shaken off the droplets in the sun

This winter, beyond the home and forest
Rinsing off the fatigue and the grime
Where the unknown makes its own loneliness
I have promised, I must visit once

[ Original: Ebarer Sheetey ]