Can you see the dawn or the sunset?
The fire or the ashes it leaves?
Perhaps the dry old leaf or the new one that will replace it?
Can you see the deep blue ocean or the crystal clear lake?
Do you see the dark coffee or the golden scotch?
Maybe you see the sapphire or the emerald instead.
What do you you see when you behold the simple feather?
Frost At Midnite 