Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Elysian (Sonnet #487)

Elysian (Sonnet #487)

O peace of permanence, all things at rest
The passions, worries, cares of life below
Which caused duress, distant shadows in flow
I walk in light t’ward joy’s enchanting crest
The barley and the wheat waving serene
Lone oak against a burnished blazing sky
To shade beneath branches my spirit flies
And she whom I once lost there welcomes me.
How sweet our love transcends this mortal dread
That sad morning she blazed this trail, the first.
Longing, sighing, my soul in tears disbursed
She cries for joy our last goodbye was said
Were she not here could peace truly be mine?
But hand in hand we walk in love sublime.

© 2017 David W. Palmer

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