Yet We Endure, We Lost Devils of Mankind

Yet We Endure, We Lost Devils Of Mankind O' what boldness the soft-shoe'd thief had when rustling through my heart's home. Invisible- never seen, but wickedly bad and just as complicated as a geodesic dome. Sent ahead- her vision to my soul entice she of wondrous eyes and softest arms. Knowing I'd be trapped by my own device and never resist the lures of her charms! Life's ancient irony is that love is blind and biggest fool, a wishful hero to be. Yet we endure, we lost devils of mankind desperately swimming, each in our sea. Of earth's patient resilience, love yet stands. Victor, across each border and all the lands! Robert J. Lindley, 10-28-2015 Note- A sonnet dedicated to this fine day! I woke- sweet light met my eyes aware that everybody dies My- how youth and dear time fly life again- yet for another day, or is that just another comforting lie?