The unblinking eye

The unblinking eye
its colour
reflected
from above

Fringed with
the brown and yellow
of winter
the grey of rock

Rippled by
the uncaring wind
blowing from
far away

Unmoving
the heathery knolls
and distant valley
surrounds it

They were
my country
that winter long ago
the lochans of the moor

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