as from the dawn
its gray eyes shine
its gray eyes mesmerize
its gray eyes warm
against the cold
in winter's hoar
in winter's chill
the fair gray eyes
of Dawn
wake from hibernation
Poet-Seers and many
and
life pulses again
again
ticks
ticks
ticks
ticks
ticks.
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