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Crimson Waves Flow, As From A Red Rose,
    (From Sonnet Triples)

In Time, its eternally winding winds
therein flows a grace not to be denied
Earth, Mother Nature, oft man's truest of friends
are tears of joy when in purest Love cried!

Crimson waves flowing as from a red rose
as a brave seeker his true love thus finds
she, rare beauty from head to dainty toes
loving in return sets Love chains that bind!

Together, bonded as romantic pair
soon days and nights become one joyous blur
she a graceful goddess with Raven hair
he handsome prince, sworn to never leave her!

Mother Nature, Spring's new to all given
weds in bliss, true-love and happy livin'!

Robert J. Lindley,
Sonnet- Triples, ( From Magnificent Book of Fate and Life )

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Eternity, Its Scope, Life Its Great Game

Consider the Vessel of Hope, its Flame
Eternity, its scope, Life its great game
Imagination, fairies dancing, trees
Love, sweet romancing, the birds and the bees.

Consider the Season, Spring- Life's new rains
Sensuality, its breath, birth- its pains
Youth, its brevity, Time its flowing winds
Passion, deep longings, what future portends.

Consider the End, darkness, all thats gone
Mere Words, written on slab of cold, hard stone
Sorrow and Loss, finality- the Grave
Truth and Light, mercy, faith that truly Saves.

Consider the Vessel of Hope, its Flame.
Eternity, its scope, Life its great game.

Robert J. Lindley,
Sonnet- Triples, ( From Magnificent Book of Fate and Life )

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Alas, Such Is Mystery That Awaits

Beneath the rainbow, its treasures so hide
for most of life is a great and wild ride
yet within dashing days, some loss awaits
little is gained, if one too oft tempts Fate.

In our daily walks, temptation abides
from darken traps, we must close seeking eyes
with illuminated truth, search for more
dare to sail, land on paradise sweet shores.

When adversity, both heart and soul breaks
could it be a testing,  that our tree shakes
shall we, in despair- curse this given life
or courage, battle world's usual strife?

Alas! Such is mystery that awaits
As we but dwell firm, within Hands of Fate.

Robert J. Lindley,
Sonnet- Triples, ( From Magnificent Book of Fate and Life As Was Once Lived )
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