Thursday, October 26, 2023

White Rhythmic World-Bridger/ Self-Existing Owl Moon of Form, Day 9

 



White Rhythmic World-Bridger

 

Sonnet IX

 

Thou art the blessing of a too-kind god

When for a partner did my spirit cry –

You see my virtue where no other would

While to my faults you close a loving eye.

As I the lyric write you play the song –

Melodies thus fashioned live forever –

‘Tis true that to each other we belong –

A duet in tune – discordant never.

A separation makes our music still –

Still meaning silent, yet continuing –

No power is as strong as true love’s will –

Bold instrument of heaven’s designing.

 

Faith has yielded what desire could not do –

For I alone could ne’er imagine you. 

 

 

©Kleomichele Leeds


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