"I stood gimlet-eyed in the Hall to Paradise."
Mercury comes with a message today:
A fire that works the joints and limbs
Its smoke is clear, but sight it dims
Makes floors perils for feet untold
Bites the skin, that snake, the cold!
"Cure" and "mercy" deriving from mercury may fashion those cold bites into "healing wounds."
Only if the mercury rises, LB!
Messages left under the doormat will be promptly decoded and a response may be issued.