Sonnet 9

Break of day, naked bar modesty clad,

eyes shut and in cruciform pose I stood

on a lush carpet grass and feeling glad

to be alive and knowing all is good.

They fear that a peculiar madness calls,

but have not felt dew touch like diamond dust,

heard the sound of rain long before it falls

or seen waking roses to sunlight thrust.

Few have felt the earth pulse beneath their feet

or known with certainty much lies beyond,

that with yourself is everything complete

and each of us linked by common bond.

If only these moments were in stone cast

would this my sweet ecstasy forever last.


7 thoughts on “SONNET 9

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.