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Shall Thee Stand, To Find True and Solid Worth
Shall Thee Stand, To Find True And Solid Worth If in pitch-black darkness, lamenting icy cold Broken soul, safe vessel sought in darkest of seas Would ever such defeated heart live to be old Spread anew Life, as does forest's mighty oak trees Let thy inner man, bringeth deep courage to bear Let thy inner man, findeth bravery to weep Let thy inner man, showeth Love truly does care Let thy inner man, proveth heart's ocean is deep Wrapeth thy emerging Light with Life's sweetest gold Sinketh thy roots in as does the giant redwoods Tradeth not thy honor for cheap trinkets now sold Wasteth not thy heart's love seeking false worldly goods What profits man, if his life bringeth not true worth If gluttony rules, eating only to gain girth R.J. Lindley Sept 10th,, 1987 Sonnet, Lin 12/12 (Old )Note: This week has been pure hell, life cuts me deep. I shall rise, to destroy this darkest of clouds Syllables Per Line: 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 Total # Syllables: 168 Total # Words: 122 (New) Note: Almost 30 years ago, I wrote this and survived that sad tribulation. Now in the midst of another darkness looming, I am repeating that process that saved me back then... with Writing, Hope, Family love and Perseverance.
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