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In the frozen cold 
 
Of a winter's night 
 
My eyes are held 
 
To the glowing sight 
 
 
The purest white 
 
These eyes can see 
 
Float down so light 
 
To bury me. 
 
 
Soon I’m bathed 
 
In icy fire. 
 
And my heart is light 
 
As I fly higher. 
 
 
I breathe in deep 
 
With lungs anew. 
 
My eyes feel young 
 
From this ancient view. 
 
 
A shadow darts 
 
Past my eyes. 
 
The rabbit leaps 
 
And soon flies. 
 
 
And I turn green 
 
Amidst this white. 
 
Where he goes, 
 
I cannot quite.

The Rabbit