Murmur of Stream of Grief

When sad eyes sink at depth of dark to see in the niche of soul, still like the deep sea, find out where the drops you shed roll to lie beyond the edge of scorched mind till they’re dry. Mind then comes out of smoke to dance with glee at soft pace like fleet of clouds that moves free in the blue expanse of the seamless sky, beguiled life spreads wings of joy and soars high. Sunburst horizon glints the face of gloom, in waned plants of wasteland buds again bloom, their hued touch wafts to the heart shining bright as it blends with glow of soul’s blissful light. Billion drops of grief flow in stream from heart, with its tuneful murmur new song will start. April 20, 2021 Syllable count : 10 per line (howmanysyllables.com) Contest : Your Best Sonnet This Year So Far Sponsor : John Hamilton