Silver

The sunlight glistens on the holly leaves,
The wood listens, the bark grieves.
Full of water, far below,
Otherwise silence where we go.

The rock is yellow, the bracken red,
And both gleam mellow where we tread.
Between two frosts no one denies,
The tender charm of winter skies

Yes you're in love an aureole of passion sets the world aglow,
But i'm content with what i know of happiness to feed my soul.
Look how the earth is bound with snow a leaden sky leans on the hill,
Headfirst into the wind i go but there's a fire at home i know

When this black cloud has snowed it's fill,
See small and dark far walls and trees,
And clear in crystal distance chill,
A pale and glittering world lies still.

It's silver, not silver.