The Altruistic Lamp

Holding love’s altruistic lamp in her hand She groped around in the falling sun, her Somber shadows were lost in twilight strand, Glorious flute blew its pain to her dour Heart, the wind touched her pale face, told a ballad, An orchid she could be with a stealthy Diffidence when morn was in its rhythm, unruffled! On an algal path she glided herself gently In a stolid seclusion, she spoke her voice, Drew more sorrows, she stood thus unknown, With her the world exchanged forgiveness, She withdrew her from all felicities, no one Gave accidental judgement on her misfortune. She preferred and solicited a repose in silence, Sonnet, rhyme scheme: abab–cdcd–efef–gg