Something burned and something broken
Something drank and something spoken
Something learned and one forgotten
Something ridded that was rotten
Something bought and something given
Something loosed and something riven

Somewhere quiet somewhere loud
Somewhere far beneath the cloud
Something drawn or made of clay
Something saved until its day
A song a chant a sign a token
Something old and now awoken

Something white and something green
Let not in fire black be seen
Something new and full of life
Keep it separate from the knife
Mind ye what the eye doth see
Lest ye miss the sign to flee

When ye see the storm has passed
Cast no stone upon the glass
Let silence be a gift to thee
Then cast the charm in verse of three
Find the lost, the broken fix
Then mark the time and light the wicks