Forest Remains Victor

Now shelter I must find from strong gale about to rise!The Northern lights delight mesets the darkened skies ablazeAs I slowly make my way over gladeto reach the firwoods rising gatesBut savoring came the jaws of nightswallowing all but moon and starsStorm, it groped till raging blowImpaling bare-clothedlike dagger thrown by embittered foeBeneath the flickering eyes of nightthere under firwoods branch, he restsIn the cradle made by encrusted snowWithout a grief or careThe northern lights...The icewinds cold breath forces meto this fortress of evertreesThat offers me a place to restDen for me and the beasts as well