Resin

A sad song it was,

Through renewal it brought

And a month seems sometimes shorter

Than a half nights longing

Hidden and hard are the reasons for war

Polar twist, invert and flea

I can't dissolve this feeling of mine

But patience will unlock the door

And the maps of reasons re-written for me

When the wait is over and the punishment is due

Each day I crawl to the hall of the giants

And I beg for mercy -

And I beg for mercy in vain

One night is a mare - two is worse

How can I manage three?