Birch tree
January's beloved,
Blank canvas of bright skin captures
Each shivering sunrise.
Skeleton branches swallow the moon whole,
Shed an Unseelie glamour
Calling home the white ghost.
White spirit winging and whispering,
Wings-folded-heart-beating,
Do you hear every breath breathed under snow
From your shaking sky palace, your cold bone tree
Your golden-eyed rest
Your silver-sheathed home?
January's beloved,
Blank canvas of bright skin captures
Each shivering sunrise.
Skeleton branches swallow the moon whole,
Shed an Unseelie glamour
Calling home the white ghost.
White spirit winging and whispering,
Wings-folded-heart-beating,
Do you hear every breath breathed under snow
From your shaking sky palace, your cold bone tree
Your golden-eyed rest
Your silver-sheathed home?
The Welsh name Gwenhwyfar can be translated as The White Enchantress, or alternately The White Ghost, from Uindo- "white, fair, holy" + *seibar "magic." (From here.)
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