Icy apparition,
Fragile evanescent ghost;
You’re the vision in the gloaming
That my spirit yearns for most.

You vanish in your glory;
There’s no time for growing old.
You’re the momentary sparkle
In the all-consuming cold.

You’re a crystal of perfection
In the pallid winter sky.
You can melt, but your magic
In my heart will never die.