As poppies fired the nut-brown wheat My love rode by with sun-stained feet With a longing call and horse hooves fleet I followed her laughter all a summer morn But, oh, from a distant palace of shade I heard the rune of my nature played I strained to listen and lost the maid And walked the world forlorn When the circle green was brown with leaves My love rode by as one that grieves I left my stand within the sheaves And followed her weeping all an autumn noon From beyond the sunset splashed with red A circle weighed upon my head I begged embrace but she had fled Beyond the dawning moon When the woods were covered with snow drifts deep My love pa**ed by as one asleep I left the earth my horns to keep And followed her dreaming all a winter's night And all along the moonlit track With thorny shadows printed black I caught a scent and turned my back And lost my life's delight Maiden of the secret well I strain for you, yearning From upon the oak throne quivering Mistress of the horned moon I pain for you, burning Underneath the blue stone shivering I need you, I need you, I need you.... When heather primed the morning air My love arose, and I was there A thousand flowers in her hair And in her eyes was the Wheel of Time Reached for her hand, I did not miss Combining all this diverse bliss Forged together in one single kiss We made the world one in rhyme