Gifted, Moments of Soft Surrendering's

Gifted, Moments Of Soft Surrendering's Between dawn's birth and sunset rendering's gifted, moments of soft surrendering's as were blessings from silver chalice sought such may be given, but are never bought. If life darkens, gives bitter balms of tears cooling our sun's warmth or so it appears oft are given these, fair winds soon to blow joining golden hues of sunlight we know. Within daydreams, we may seek sweeter kiss tender are night hours, sworn to never miss gasping moans and lover's beloved touch that which true love desires so very much. We shall remember, fair winds hold the key Nourishing soul's grace in both you and me. Robert J. Lindley, 9-08-2018 Sonnet, ( Fair Winds Hold The Key)