This is a reworking of an earlier poem into sonnet form
Sonnet 10 – When labours cease
What mark of man stands brazen to the storm
and with benign stare and in soundless verse
bids me sit down with his elysian form
in such manner I did want to converse.
He said all began over yonder vale
and I knew him though we had never met,
that we were the same soul in the same tale
and once told I would never forget
He knew all the answers that I have sought
the knowledge of all that is still concealed
in the deep sleep of divine human thought,
a silent waiting, soon to be revealed.
He said now your labours cease say adieu
and know only peace and that I am you.