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One Hundred and Fifty-Five Sonnets - 24. diluted
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Sonnet No. 47
Perhaps the truth of it is rarely said,
But the highest form of concentration
Comes not from torment or racking the head,
But rather arrives as relaxation.
So the sea may crash against stone boulders,
As starlight waves lap the tides of the Earth;
For every force its energy transfers,
Though greatly diluted in its real worth.
Thus for a meditative state I strive,
But the thoughts of you go crashing my skull;
Bathing my soul so that I might feel alive,
And open arms to catch your miracle.
With eyes closed I can feel your force relax,
As it washes over me in climax.
Sonnet No. 48
Delta waves are spiky and aggressive,
The length to do business in, but the scale
Ascends ladders to the contemplative
Where the frequency meets God's without fail.
The morning breaks upon my sleepy room
To find me working as if in a dream –
Perhaps on the day I will be your groom
My mind will burst forth like every sunbeam.
But until then it is the alpha wave,
Closet to dreams and meditation,
By which I can gather you and save
My deepest love for your benediction.
Though the outside world is harsh and cruel,
To think of you is to be spiritual.
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