A Droplet In Sea

My ego rising tall from lowly lay, I often feel: world warms up to my song And plays a second fiddle in my play, I lead a vain orchestra all day long. But evening twilight setting in, I brood, Contemplate and begin at last to see Me in misty shadowy solitude— Oh, I'm no more than a droplet in sea. The world's now bathed in radiance all new, Beauty and bliss welling up from within, And a window emerges with a view That lets me see a world not before seen. Man as a mere point in infinity, He’s looked as a faceless nonentity. ______________________________________________ Sonnets | 04.04.2017 | Revised, one more version deleted