All winter long
behind every thunder
guess what we heard!
—behind every thunder
the song
of a bird,
a trumpeting bird.
All winter long
beneath every snowing
guess what we saw!
—behind every snow
a thaw
and a growing
a greening and growing.
Where did we run
beyond gate and guardsman?
Guess if you can!
—all winter long
we ran
to the sun,
the dance of the sun!
—Native American Song