I Linger Long, On That Bountiful Feast I Still Dine
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Robert J. Lindley, 6-04-2018
Sonnet, (13/13), (When Dreams Gift Greater Sight)
Syllables Per Line: 13 13 13 13 0 13 13 13 13 0 13 13 13 13 0 13 13
Total # Syllables: 182
Total # Words: 134
I Linger Long, On That Bountiful Feast I Still Dine
Moon's illuminations through dark window of sorrows
cast moments of relief and "Hope for my tomorrows".
Looking out, stars parade around truly wondrous scene
stopping foulest of shadows sent, to sad soul demean.
Back down to earth, into night forest seeking eyes gaze
searching for deeper healing from "Nature's darkened maze".
As moon's light gave rise to think, all is not a lost cause
I thank heaven's beauty giving this comforting pause.
Such peaceful silence next broken by a faint- Who, Who
an owl has spoken, "Hold this gift now given to you".
Heart skips a beat, knowing this is a heavenly sign
waves of sweetest joy surge forth, "Saying all will be fine"!
With hope for my tomorrows, saying all will be fine
I linger long, on that bountiful feast I still dine.
Robert J. Lindley, 6-04-2018
Sonnet, (13/13), (When Dreams Gift Greater Sight)
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2018
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