I am the breeze that blows Through everything that grows I am the blood that grows in my own season I am Queen of all I blaze and burn till leaves turn gold and fall To Autumn ground between us A season still to pass Before your eyes is silence and stillness come at last As forest color fades I come so many ways From cold remembered days in my own season I am King of all In March I bring the gentle Spring and call Northern roots to wake and rise The frosting ground to thaw Then wait in mountain glacier Till I am needed more Fire and Ice never die But lie till nature's rise are falling Wait for the calling Fire and Ice never die But lie in waiting under When savage stones and thunder Fire and Ice never die