The Winter Poet

Enticed by a vault of blue blazing

Icy white sycamore tapping

The door to heaven looking

Quizzically at the lone answer of infinite polarized space holding

December sun on broad shoulders guilding

Gold on gray branches lighting

The dark morning molding




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