• Silver Moon on the tundra rising
    Shines in the black night bright like lightning,
    Watches over wasteland freezing
    Wasteland wintry, white and cold.

    Violet Sky like a blanket covers
    Tundra swept with powder snow,
    Stars like countless hopeful lovers
    Crown her head with diamonds' glow.

    Trees like soldiers stately tower
    Over tundra sealed in ice,
    Guarding fragile arctic flowers
    Ageless sentries, ancient, old.

    Wolves with finest gray coats gleaming
    Howl the moon a lullaby,
    Winds above their night-song screaming
    Swiftly send their harsh reply.

    Owls from the spruce trees strike
    Ghost-white wings against the night,
    Over tundra freezing, bright
    Bright beneath the silver moon.

    Night moth by the frozen lake
    Shakes to rid her wings from frost,
    Like magic, specks of silvery flake
    Careless in the wind are tossed.

    Bright night Tundra in the winter
    Land of beauty, dressed in ice,
    Heart is frozen to its center,
    Landscape rugged, the Arctic's tune.