The Sullen Stories Hiding Wholeness --Sonnet 29
Haply I think on thee
The lark of wholeness
At break of a new day
Wipes away separation's grip
And rises in recognition of
The sullen stories which
Separate me and thee...CC
Interpreting:
When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
~~William Shakespeare..Sonnet 29
Copyright © Charles Coon | Year Posted 2023
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