White Dawn

During the Eve, she awakens to a renewed calm,
it showers an essence that dampens her skin.
Refreshed, it has bloomed her faultless
and as its fest welcomed, solace has brought her.

Once vacant, this enrichment no longer lay's dormant.
Rapture has been unearthed through the depths of time 
and as the snow falls, existence embraces a new identity.
Unearthed, this priceless being descends upon the nights effect.

Bold her delicacy has taken on mortality,
while beauty lies faultless through the shimmering night.
Silk clings to her frame as purity mingles in her rapture.
Rampant this presence exists in the shadow of the snow fields.

Christmas has unsettled the moon bringing forth change,
and as She shudders in its tranquillity, 
she is unleashed through the twilight.
While timeless carols fuse to a different song
and the breeze carries her whisper,
it brings forth, a white dawn.