Firebird Earth

"Bring the snow,
Bring the snow!"
Is the the stout battle cry
Of the dry, brittle leaves
As they leap from the trees
And the mad, driving wind
Whips them all to a craze,
Till their brown, hollow moans
Broach the skies
Dark and gray:
"Bring us life,
Bring us life!"
For they know
That the snow is earth's
Deathly redemption.