loon song

midnight water wolves flock on the surface of the lake
i know if i paddle closer they will probably attack me
so i resist the temptation
maine mythology paints them as glorious and
it has become soaked into me

i could not escape it if i tried

fire burns as the iceman freezes the lake bringing
the end of summer
his maiden helpers are just loons once more
i have been a maiden
i will join the loons