tonight the trees shall dance and we shall fly

This night we whisper through crisp snow
To Ancient Meetings place we go
Sunshine has no province here
Nor does love, nor pain, nor fear
Fire reigns - breathes trees to air
Rendering night time brightly rare
Last Springtime came we here to start
Our ritual of human hearts

This Winters night we take our chance
We call live trees to come to dance
All through dark night we sweetly sing
Praise to Great Spruce - this forests' King
We make our olden rhyming sounds
Then watch fat trees lift off flat ground

Dear trees return our favor nigh
They wave their branches in black sky
Produce air currents mysterious strong
Lift us to fly this whole night long

Fear not our purest songs are lost
Make new ones now without a cost

Forget your logic science mind
In wistful whimsy answers find