Sonnet 50 'The Beauty of the Sky, Is Like I'Ve Dreamed'

The Beauty of the Sky is like I’ve dreamed, My heart is filled with rays from Morning’s Star! And you are now beyond all that you seemed, To those, whose hearts were nearsighted, and are… For self-absorption misses Beauty’s ray! But I was given the gift to see it clear, Eyes green as moss, your smile like Sun, like Day! Your shining fire, a soft and radiant cheer That blessed each one it shone upon with Hopes, Reminded everyone, no matter what The sands of selfishness make fragile ropes That melt whenever wetness comes – they rot! But in the morning sky, is a new star! That shines, just like you shone, on near and far!