Survey the way display can be perceived.
You might just find perfection dwelling there.
Few notice nowadays the worlds deceived
And live belied and simply unaware.
Can I locate something you fail to seek?
Direct a light in darkness overnight?
Can I describe love that remains unseen?
Bedeck a perfect moment right in time?
The feeling perhaps left because of fate.
Was called upon for reasons still unknown.
The feeling quickly left without a trace.
Despite the urgent calls of broken homes.
The perfect presence is so full of peace.
A lot more than a “just a feeling” thing.
Aug 2, 2020
Aug 2, 2020 at 5:07 PM UTC
Survey the way display can be perceived.
You might just find perfection dwelling there.
Few notice nowadays the worlds deceived
And live belied and simply unaware.
Can I locate something you fail to seek?
Direct a light in darkness overnight?
Can I describe love that remains unseen?
Bedeck a perfect moment right in time?
The feeling perhaps left because of fate.
Was called upon for reasons still unknown.
The feeling quickly left without a trace.
Despite the urgent calls of broken homes.
The perfect presence is so full of peace.
A lot more than a “just a feeling” thing.
My first attempt at a sonnet many years ago. It’s what helped me realize my passion for writing and awoke a deep love within my heart and soul.
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