John Herlihy Poet Sonnet

A Question

Nature asks us no questions,
Beauty and Truth its source.
Mystery within its reflections
Awakens our souls of course.
When the sun shines at dawn,
We see, not hear, God’s voice.
If a forest whisper is a fawn,
Our hearts beat loving rejoice.
Why may nature want to ask,
When nature already knows.
Why need set itself the task,
When the bud to flower grows.
We seekers remove our masks,
To see what nature never asks.

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Ironic Zink May 18, 2017 at 2:32 PM Everything we write is a question. Once and a while we get lucky and write good ones. You did a great job with this poem. Best. Christopher

Darlene De Beaulieu May 10, 2017 at 9:39 AM John I enjoyed this poem. As I was reading this poem, I felt like I was strolling in the woods.

White Wolf May 7, 2017 at 8:24 PM 'If a forest whisper is a fawn.' So many great lines in this sonnet, John! And that finishing couplet is the icing indeed! An absolute joy to read this one today my friend! John Herlihy May 7, 2017 at 10:49 PM Somehow, I felt joy in writing it. Thanks for paying attention. John