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suncatcher

And wheels within wheels is each cloud rolling across her eyes as they uplift…

A calm exists there,
    Quilted in the vapor-drift,
        As azure slips through the fleecy shift;
And wheels within wheels is each cloud rolling
    Across her eyes as they uplift.

Her long-searching gaze,
    Questing horizons unseen,
        Is at patient peace and dream between,
Glinting with a passion heart-enrolling—
    There, the contours of beauty convene.

As with a sculpture,
    Her quintessence she holds fast,
        Stilled by grace, yet by grandeur unsurpassed;
And in the virtue of her consoling
    Is bread enough for my repast.

She is much to me,
    Never undressed of stature,
        More than all gratitude to the Matcher,
Who, I am certain, has done the doling
    That gifted me this suncatcher.


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