Quartz

Delight or warning,
But just a passing
glance,
The gaze
askance
grains of sand,
So perfectly formed
but sharp in their
verdict,
It’s enough to make a stargazer
Stand in the shade,
Eyes fixed to the ground,
Their fates
already
weighed.

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