12 Days of Christmas 3

Twelve days of Christmas Offering No.3


Mercury, she severs with a glass sheer.
Mercury, she summons ever higher.
Thus conceives the double edgéd desires
Of the twin. He who fares fairest in air.
Burden of the seeker, always to steer
Again, again to greener verge, to fire
Redder. Just round yon bend such sweet retire
Of quiet meadow mown of dread and fear.

But little of this insight might one view
‘Tis pressed upon the chest of Gemini;
Eyes a riddle save for mischievous hue.

What treasures would I dig for in such realm?
If such realm did yield to mine that pry, why!
The vast unspoken sure would overwhelm.

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