Mystic Rose Rose Poet Sonnet

Dear Moon

Open doth my soul and thine own breath bequeath 
for here in this realm of mine, none else exists 
gage me in dear moon, for I hunger here beneath 
the ribboning rays of blue, come be my Deist    

Open doth my mind and thine own thoughts ingrace 
for over there the world is whole again
no wars, no diseases, no hatred of men on each face 
sewing stars on God's breast, let us whisper Amen ! 

Open doth my heart and through thine own hold true 
like the northward river of cane that flows through me 
keep me aligned to your light and I will never be blue 
as long as I have you close, I will always be free 

Open doth my soul and thine own breath bequeath 
gage me in dear moon, for I hunger here beneath

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Mystic Rose Rose January 14, 2024 at 5:11 PM https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VaB7jdO9uAE

Silent One January 8, 2024 at 11:40 AM Nice use of the old English language in your sonnet that flows and rhymes so well.. so many lovely verses my friend.. Mystic Rose Rose January 8, 2024 at 1:20 PM Thank you for reading S O, always a pleasure to know your thoughts :)

Vijay Pandit January 8, 2024 at 6:07 AM Open doth my soul and thine own breath bequeath gage me in dear moon, for I hunger here beneath --what a lovely poem and awesome conclusion! Mystic Rose Rose January 8, 2024 at 1:20 PM Thank you for reading Vijay, so many times I wonder what it would be like to live on the moon lol,

Hiya Sharma January 8, 2024 at 5:23 AM Oh my, dear Rose, this is such a beautiful poem, where you've described the longing for peace and solace in a truly heart-touching way.. Although, your words reflect a wishful yearning to live in a place which is free from suffering, but I can feel an emotive depth here, as if, the soul is tired of being resilient amidst darkness and now is wholeheartedly trying to chase those flickers of hope that tend to escape from our view.. I like the archaic touch that you've given here, a beautiful sonnet Mystic Rose Rose January 8, 2024 at 1:20 PM The moon captures many a soul, and when we are looking for comfort, no greater place to hand our hearts then our infamous moon .. Hiya Sharma January 8, 2024 at 5:24 AM Absolutely loved reading this, sending you so much light & many best wishes with smiles ~