Come gentile snow, come,
Come back again,
Come here to coat the Earth
With your white sheet.

Here autumn lives.
Here autumn is
Fading away to death.
Thus autumn dies.

Over the seas you have wandered,
Over the skies you have wandered,
Over the sky you flew in vain
Over the sea you sailed in vain,
Wander no more you are home.

Come spring, do not be slow,
Come weather send us spring,
Come soft zephyr, now bring
To us the sun of our younger days,
Which warmed our hearts so long ago.

Blow wind, blow cold away,

Just a little further on,
Just a little further on,
Just a little more to come,
More to see, more to know,
More for those in need.

Come to tend the soul,
Come to tend the soul,

Part One

Have mercy, sirs, have mercy,
Have mercy on this fool.
I am no evil man,
I will do you no harm.

I was of good intent,
I was a loyal man.
Have mercy! Have mercy!

This is apoem written on behalf of an innocent young mother on Death Row in Texas, USA.

I know not how my sister meets her day,
The day without the touch of loving hands.

We fleeced the Indian,
We lied, we failed to keeo our word.
It was liquor and beads
For Earth, the heavens and the stars.

Now that we have our prize,
We can afford our sense of guilt.

He was the fair-haired child of destiny,
Expressing with his bat what we were not.
He was Apollo as humanity,
The image made us an adoring lot.
We viewed our hero through the haze of hype,

They have turned out the lights, Henry,
Tney have turned out the lights,
Life had the means to charm
Until we went on down
To Sarajevo.

We came in like mild sheep,

The joy of beauty is innate to us, Since we attend the march of woeful life.
We need the balance of finer things to mend
The imbalance of life we know too well,

Through all the years of man,
Through all the pain of ;ife,
The ever present sting of ;ife
Runs throuh our souls like a cold knife.

We sing our songs of joy,
We sing our songs of woe,

Come to the sea-shore,
Come to the spray and foam,
Come to where the mind is home, Where the soul is free,
Come to life that we adore.

Here is life of joy,
Here is joy of peace,